Permanent. She doesn't like hearing that word. She doesn't want to be like this forever. The thought of going home to her children with no heartbeat sends a chill down her spine.
"It's... it's not going to be permanent, right?" The worry is clear in her voice. "There's magic out there that can fix all this, isn't there?"
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"It's... it's not going to be permanent, right?" The worry is clear in her voice. "There's magic out there that can fix all this, isn't there?"
Magic can do anything, after all.