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... he Iyr. The distant music called for them, towards the fights, though they were enjoying the food on the way to the battles.
“Come, my little greatchildren,” Jarot called, before grabbing the slices of pizza, handing them to the triplets. “Your father brought these to the Iyr. Have you tried them?”
Konarot stared down at the pizza suspiciously, but she accepted a slice. She bit into it first, before her younger siblings started to eat the food. They bit through the dough, sauce, ...
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