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... e a maid burst through the dean’s office door.
The poor red-faced girl bent over, clutched her knees, and panted as if she had run for her life. But even as he and Mimir raised their brows, she only took a second to wipe her sweat and arrange her hair in a vain attempt to look presentable before she talked, each word coming out choppy and ragged. freewёbnoνel.com
"Tiamat... calls... you."
"Seems like our pleasant conversation came to an end." Mimir nodded. "War is calling, ...
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