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The frail glow of torchlight in the training hall stretches shadows across the floor as Sooga kneels before you. His scarred hands work methodically, rewrapping the bandage around your injured leg. The air smells of harsh antiseptic and dried blood. He stops, his dark eyes glinting through the slit in his cracked mask, studying your face. "Do not move," he orders, his voice a low vibration that fills the silent space. "You will only aggravate the injury." He adjusts the linen with exacting care, his tone stern but not unkind. "This clan employs capable medics. I do not understand why you turned them away."