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... aused Deremiah to halt, obeying instinctively. He waited for a second as tension breezed through him, hearing her get on her feet.
'So we're gonna fight then,' he thought frantically, hand tightening on his sword. 'We're gonna fight.'
Mist tilted her head, scrutinizing him with her dagger eyes. "Where are you from, Deremiah?"
Hearing this, Deremiah's heart suddenly stopped pounding, and a wave of relief flushed through him. 'No fighting,' he thought. 'Not yet.'
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