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... reets, only to be met with a chorus of judgmental stares—more than usual. He glanced down.
His outfit was in absolute disarray.
"Tch. Two days since my 'death' and I already look like I rolled through a warzone."
He dusted himself off, the gesture more symbolic than effective. A grin tugged at his lips.
"Well... no harm in a little detour."
He made his way to the same clothing shop he'd visited the night before—the one where he'd bought Ignir's clothes. As ...
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