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... ters.
She couldn’t borrow, because it was made for her specifically to match the other warriors.
It was similar to a training suit, but with slightly harder shells that were still thin as parchment, but stronger and built for battle. The suit was black, with a Drakenfell sigil. Her cloak was crimson red, matching.
Serena stepped into the suit. It was still not skin tight as it should be but it fit and accentuated her curves.
Elara did her makeup, and pulled her ha ...
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