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... where he had been lying atop their shared inn-room bed and asked, "Any luck...?" before sniffing at the air. Even without augmenting his senses, he could make out a fading aroma of blood and death, causing a slight, disapproving frown to mar his face.
Exhaling from her nose, Lupusregina returned her axe-like scepter to the black void of her Item Box while explaining, "I was able to track down the person responsible for writing the letter, but they were one of many dead bodies kept in co ...
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