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His mana was dangerously low, and he knew he would need time to recover. But the knowledge he had gained from the Memory Stone was invaluable.
This place held far more secrets than he had imagined, and Dabi was determined to uncover them all.
For now, though, he needed to rest.
Dabi's head throbbed as he forced himself to stand, his body still weak from the immense strain of the Memory Stone.
He stumbled through the darkened ruins, looking for any place to rest.
After some wandering, he found a small, hidden room its stone door half-cracked but still offering shelter.
The room seemed untouched by time, a relic of the lost civilization. There nothing there in room. In time the Stone were shaped like bench.
With no time to analyze its history, Dabi collapsed on a stone bench and let his body succumb to the exhaustion.
