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... the Grand Sage, waiting for one of them to crack a smile, to tell me it’s all an elaborate joke. But their expressions remain deadly serious.
"Flying," I repeat, the word feeling strange on my tongue. "As in... up in the air? Like a plane?"
The Grand Sage chuckles, a warm sound that seems at odds with our dire situation. "Not quite like a plane, my dear. Our methods are a bit more unconventional."
I want to ask more, to understand exactly what’s happening, but another vio ...
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