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... rd came into sight and I could make out the yellow splash that was the Beaver Cleaver tucked away in the citys airship port.
A deep breath escaped me, and I melted into the side of the Manatee. Safe. We were safe. Or at least, wed be safe in a little bit.
The others insisted that I stay seated so as to not reopen my cut. It was very silly of them. I was fine. A bit tired, but fine.
Which meant that there was no time like the present to look at what Id gained stats-wise fr ...
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