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"The Legend of the Sixth Healer" by iouchan
There once was a great warrior in Altador, a master whose skill and power were renowned across the land, whose reverence for the eleven founders was unmatched, and who was even foretold to follow in their footsteps. Delia was her name. It was a name slated to go down in history, until the celebrated warrior was struck by a terrible illness. Her convalescence was long-drawn. The best healers in the city did everything in their power to ensure a speedy recovery. In spite of their efforts, once Delia's state was stable and her life out of danger, she remained weak and frail, a shadow of her former self. The training pitch where she once excelled only frustrated her further. The visits of her admirers and companions in arms could not alleviate her gloom or her boredom. After some time, even her closest friends did not call in on her as often. "You've already made so much progress," said an eventide Wocky with a kind smile as she arranged fresh flowers into a vase.

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