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... wkward grimace, he nodded, and at the sudden shift in situation, the messenger hesitated and bowed as he picked up the dirt-covered magic stone pouch.
Ayra wasn’t planning on informing Prataris or the Labyrinth, so she pretended to relent and turned her body again. There was no point in revealing this information—if Solar was torn apart, only more wolves would circle the estate. But the frustration still remained, and the voice that left her mouth was cold.
“What do you mean by a ...
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