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Waking Up
"Arrgh," Mane groaned in pain. His entire body felt sore and he could hardly move. The small groan that escaped his mouth had drained him of all his energy, prompting him to shut his mouth as quickly as he opened it. He could feel his entire body croak as he tried to move. He failed to even lift a finger. He halted all his attempts and accepted his fate, choosing to figure out where he was instead. And he knew just who to ask.
"Where am I?" he questioned the 6th. "Can't you tell?" his master replied. Mane tried to feel his body again. He failed miserably once more. "You're home kid." The 6th finally gave his answer upon seeing Mane struggle to even move his toes. Mane was startled by the answer. "How did I get home? What happened to the assassins?" he wondered.
"Before that is even answered, do you have any idea what you did there kid?" the 1st asked. Mane responded in the negative, "No, I don't."
"Think carefully kid. Try to remember
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