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Katori slowly moved his hand away from his arm, grabbing Rina’s offered hand to help bear the singeing burning.

The cut that was once there was gone—having closed up on its own—and in place of it was a elaborate and swirly black mark. The smoke was coming from the mark itself, which was actually slowly starting to spread on his arm from what could be seen from the hybrid’s torn shirt. A few millimeters it grew, then stopped though still smoking. Even slight sizzling sound could be heard.