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XLVI.II Center of Mass
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"I'm feeling better, Master."

"No, you're not."

Hours passed. Maybe. Days? I honestly couldn't tell anymore. What I did know was that Ica's condition had barely improved since she started showing her patented snark again. Sure, she could talk straight without panting, but anything beyond berating and talking smack against me was met with exhaustion and weakness that she relentlessly tried to deny. Ever since she woke up from her apparent nap, she tried summoning her flames to no avail, leaving her trying to catch her breath with nothing to show for it. And even then, she'd constantly insist that she can walk without assistance when she couldn't even sit up straight for more than five minutes.

"I deny that claim," said the stubborn patient that had her back against the bed cushions. "I can move on my own just fine."

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