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In the dining hall, Xenomia forced herself to eat, as she had been doing lately. However, with a possible battle looming, she felt the need to gather her strength. Meat, vegetables... She initially dismissed the first signs of feeling unwell as simply being unaccustomed to heavy and abundant food, but it soon became clear that she was wrong...
"Have we been poisoned? Are the Darklings capable of such sabotage? No... Perhaps some of their allies? Oh dear, what to do? I need to... induce vomiting..."
It was quite ironic; after not having an appetite for so long, forcing herself to eat resulted in such negative consequences.
Only later did it become clear that inducing vomiting was useless; the infection had already taken hold, regardless of the girl's reaction to what was happening. All that remained was to lie in the infirmary, clutching her stomach, enduring the pain and other unpleasant sensations.
-- It's awful... Will the others have to fight without us? -- she said uncertainly to Linnea and, if they were there, to the other infected students. -- I feel like I've abandoned them in a difficult moment...
"Have we been poisoned? Are the Darklings capable of such sabotage? No... Perhaps some of their allies? Oh dear, what to do? I need to... induce vomiting..."
It was quite ironic; after not having an appetite for so long, forcing herself to eat resulted in such negative consequences.
Only later did it become clear that inducing vomiting was useless; the infection had already taken hold, regardless of the girl's reaction to what was happening. All that remained was to lie in the infirmary, clutching her stomach, enduring the pain and other unpleasant sensations.
-- It's awful... Will the others have to fight without us? -- she said uncertainly to Linnea and, if they were there, to the other infected students. -- I feel like I've abandoned them in a difficult moment...