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Chapter 55 - 51: Noctis, Spirit Thief Extraordinaire
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... of Hespera's hand on her head, fingers threading through her hair, drawing a bright, fluttery warmth through her spectral chest.
"Good girl, Noctis," she whispered, practicing how Hespera would say it.
Her ethereal form practically vibrated in excitement.
With a final glance toward the untouched vault, she folded herself into the void, vanishing without a single soul in the Vatican even realizing she had been there.
Mistress was going to be so proud.
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