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If Cyrus felt any better at this moment, it was a lie. He was still in pain and his effort to come out of the pain did not work and not even his regeneration could save him.
Suddenly as the witch stopped her evil laughter, she stared at him for a while and slowly paced in the hut.
Each step she took, she forged her hands in a strange way. Though she spoke no words, her mouth was moving.
For a short moment, nothing happened, not until Cyrus began to feel some changes within. He suddenly realised that one of his lower bodies was starting to feel numb; at the same time, his pain was being suppressed.
At this time, his heart which was going to explode stopped causing him misery and his leg grew numb which soon festered into his both legs being numb then his hands being numb until his whole body aside from his consciousness and his heart was numb.
