"My wound hurt badly. More then it should have. I smelled the burning flesh. It was my shoulder, there was some kind of poison in the claws. We reached the camps and i walked directly to Nicoreta."
Ivan: I heard you have some experience in the medical area. I sense my shoulder contains some kind of poison, can you check it out?
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