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Anne
She woke up, her leg as sore as last night, but the pain had lessened somewhat. She was just about to tentatively try to stand up, when Tamora came over, asking her about her leg. Anne pushed herself to a sitting position before replying.
"It still hurts and is a bit sore, but Bas' magic last night helped a lot. I think I'll try standing up."
She gently pushed herself first to her knees and then onto her good leg, before very carefully starting to place weight on her wounded leg. Pain flashed up from her leg, but it was nowhere as bad as what she had expected.
"I think I shall be able to walk. Of course not as fast and not as agile as before, but if the terrain isn't too rough, I should be able to manage."
She turned to Bas.
"You have my gratitude for helping me last night, Bas. I don't know what I'd have done without you around."
She scratched at a particularly nasty mosquito bite on her neck, then removed her hand when she realised that scratching would only make it worse.
"I couldn't help but overhear the two of you talking about Balth earlier," she said, lowering her voice to almost a whisper. "I haven't talked much to him, but from what I've been able to observe, his personality seems to be a bit too forced, and it slightly falls apart whenever we enter a stressful situation, like back at that chasm."
"I'm not one to judge him though. I have no idea how I would act if three strangers from another world came to my world."
She paused, wondering about the number she just said.
"Where is Gan?" she asked, suddenly alarmed having missed his absence the night before, due to her own injury.
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