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... Angel might not have been this angry. Go home? The king had gone through great trouble to summon her here, and she hadn’t even finished her battle—go home already? Furious!
"Aooo!" The Little Angel shouted loudly.
From Ange’s right hand, the Little Ghost poked out its small head and tilted to one side: Yaaaa—Yaaa—
On top of Ange’s head, the Little Sapling stretched out its leaves: Yip—Yaaa—Yip—Yaaa—
The Little Ghost quickly bent its ’arms,’ assuming a charging pos ...
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