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"So much for my worry," she grumbled to herself. "Vipers don't appreciate the goodwill." She almost regretted calling the sass lass. Yep, that’s what I’ll call her in my head from now on.
Astrid strode into the shrine proper, crossing the inner ring where a floor of white gravel met levelled concrete. Fallen autumn leaves littered the ground, an uncommon sight in a place usually kept pristine.
“Astrid, we are in position.” Admiral Sandria’s monotone voice crackled through ...
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