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... y consciousness: my own small, nascent dungeon, and the angry, spiked skull representing the Blood Pit looming to the north.
FaeLina floated beside me, her arms crossed. Her panic had finally cooled into a state of intense, analytical scrutiny. The grudging respect she’d shown me earlier was now warring with a lifetime of conventional dungeon training.
"So," she began, "what, precisely, does your master plan of ’more pillows’ entail? Are we going to smother them in their sleep? I ...
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