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... mbs twitching with fevered distress even as his eyes remained closed.
A low groan escaped his lips, body slick with sweat. Bruce stood nearby, arms folded uneasily.
He watched the boy struggle for a moment longer before glancing toward Kyle, who knelt at the soldier’s side.
“Should I go get a doctor, young master? He looks like he’s in a lot of pain. I don’t think he’ll last the night at this rate.”
Bruce asked.
Kyle shook his head without looking up.
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