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Vosh gave no fight as Master Sithis waved the sword from her hand. Though she did eyeball it longingly. She clenched her jaw as Sithis pressed his hand against her leg, healing it. Her eyes moved quickly to the blood wound to watch it stitch itself together. An impressive feat, something she should learn. Perhaps she'll ask about it later. "And itself?"