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... . The fever had dulled into a gentle throb, and for the first time in hours, I could breathe without sounding like a broken harmonica.
And there she was—Erza, the mighty Dragon Queen, known for crushing armies and roasting wyverns with a single breath... now struggling with a spatula in my tiny kitchen.
I watched as she fumbled around, opening cabinets the wrong way, scowling at the microwave like it was an enemy spy. She'd burned three pans, dropped two bowls, a ...
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