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His fingers, previously still, now twitched intermittently as Sophia meticulously monitored his vital signs.
Sophia observed his breathing, noting the steadiness that indicated stability, albeit fragile. The room was filled with a hushed anticipation, every movement and sound magnified in the tense atmosphere.
This is a good sign, Lea. His consciousness isn't fully restored yet, but he's responding to touch and pain. You should try to trigger his transformation into a halfbeast before his condition deteriorates again. I'll wait for you outside,"
"But… b-but… Your Highness!" Lea called out, but Sophia had already hurriedly exited the room.