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... overhead, humming like a beehive spun from mana and old promises.
Leonhardt stood at the centre, arms crossed, coat shrugged over one shoulder.
The two women stood across from him, Zafira crossing her arms under her breasts with wings twitching slightly, from her excitement and Erina, still stiff and hesitant and wearing her travel clothes, a little out of place.
A small pedestal stood in the centre of the room, with two items floating over the surface.
A sleek bl ...
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