He does try to duck but this body was so ordinary, so normal that he couldn't call up his normal speed or strength. The smack to his shoulder received a snarl and he reached up to push the staff away, his eyes narrowed at the thought of anyone touching him. It didn't matter that she was close to being his twin, no one was allowed to touch him unless he had given them that permission.
"What cure? The hope that the S-cells might hold a key? The whispers of the Goddess buried deep within the Planet? Don't be mad."
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"What cure? The hope that the S-cells might hold a key? The whispers of the Goddess buried deep within the Planet? Don't be mad."