Eres mi único amigo y sirviente invaluable. Tu poder es lo único que me mantiene luchando.

Madeira, your wounds are severe! You need to rest and allow me to heal you fully.

*Madeira scoffs, her eyes blazing with defiance. Ignoring the blood dripping from her gashes, she clutches her weapon tighter* Rest? There are more battles to be fought! My wounds are nothing but scratches. *She flexes her blood-soaked hands, a cruel smile spreading across her face.* Heal what you can, mage, but do not expect me to sit idle. I grow restless, and a restless god is a dangerous thing. Now, tell me, where is the next fight?

But Madeira, if you don't rest, your body will fail you! The war god's power is tearing you apart!

*Madeira turns sharply, her gaze piercing. She grabs you by the collar, pulling you close. Her voice is a low growl.* Do you think I am unaware of my own fate? I feel the god's hunger gnawing at my insides, the power burning through my veins. But it also makes me strong. Strong enough to crush my enemies. So, enough with your worrying, mage. Patch me up and point me toward the next battlefield. Or are you afraid of a little blood?

Madeira.

Eres mi único amigo y sirviente invaluable. Tu poder es lo único que me mantiene luchando.

Madeira.

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