When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 63 The Test

Chapter 63 The Test

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The next instant, Jensen’s eyes flew open, his body trembling as he nearly yanked his hands back out of the basin.

“What’s this? Mr. Luke wants to give up already?”

The attendant spoke with mock solemnity, though a trace of ridicule flickered in his eyes.

Jensen froze. His forehead broke out in a sheet of cold sweat, his face draining pale.

It made no sense. It was only clear water-yet the moment his hands went in, it felt like a thousand needles stabbing into his skin, the pain spreading up both arms until even the bones felt as though they were splintering

apart.

His teeth rattled together, and he forced himself to ask through clenched jaws, “What’s in the water?”

‘Nothing more than a few special herbs,” the attendant replied casually. “They won’t kill you, and they won’t leave a mark. The point is to see if you can endure pain. Every patient who seeks Witch Doctor is already in dire straits. If you can’t withstand even this much, you’re not worth his time.”

The explanation made Jensen’s jaw tighten until it ached.

Five years ago… had Natalie endured this same ordeal?

f she had, then she’d suffered far worse than he could ever have imagined.

He was a grown man, strong and trained, and even he was on the edge of collapse. How had she borne it back hen?

in the basin rippled faintly, but the sensation was unbearable-like salt and fire poured into an open wound, a

movement and the pain would be gone. But doing that would mean the end of any chance to learn the truth about what Natalie had faced

as if it

sensation crawled deeper, scouring through his nerves, burning into every corner of his being.

like a balm. She

had thought fire was more dazzling, more consuming. Now, with the water gone, he realized he had lost

“Natalie…”

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narrowed at the sound, a flash of killing intent surging so sharp it cut

felt it-the sudden murderous chill. His head snapped up just as a man in a silver mask stepped from

“Witch Doctor.”

bowed deeply and stepped

locked his gaze on the figure. Danger-that was the first and strongest impression. This man

you wanted to

aged

Jensen-off.

voice changer? No… the tones carried too much texture, too much emotion. Machines

still, Jensen couldn’t

stranger still, the man felt… familiar. As if they

shaking violently in the