Struggling to open his eyes, the pain throughout his body made him wince. Looking up at the white canvas ceiling, the dark-haired boy suddenly sat up, covering his face with one hand as he breathed heavily.
"Ah, you're awake?"
A silver-bell-like, crisp voice caught the boy's attention. Turning his head toward the sound, he saw a young girl with long blue hair standing by the tent flap, holding a wooden bucket filled with bloody water.
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