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I felt a surge of energy coursing through my veins, invigorating every fiber of my being. The pulsing warmth that radiated from Agnes' hands had not only mended my battered body but also ignited a newfound fervor within my soul. It was as if a veil had lifted, and suddenly I was brimming with an insatiable vitality.
"How did Agnes' healing feel, Max?" Illyanna's eyes twinkled with curiosity as she bounced on her heels, clearly energized by her own experience.
"I can hardly put it into words," I marveled, searching for the right descriptors. "It's like Agnes not only mended my flesh but also stitched together the frayed edges of my spirit. It feels as if I could take on the world single-handedly." My gaze shifted towards Agnes, her humble eyes briefly meeting mine before looking away.
Illyanna leapt into the air, her exuberance manifesting in an exalted squeal. "Oh, I felt the same! Like I'm a whole new person!"
