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... ements?" Oscar murmured. His red bulwark lifted, and he strode around the metal room with his deer anima. The hooves clanked and scraped across the metal-plated ground as they traveled to a metal podium in the center of the room.
On top of the podium was a large arrow that moved slowly around like a clock's hands. Oscar reached out to grab it, but his strength was too weak to stop and tear it off, and it continued rotating as though his hand did not exist. He clenched his teeth, wanting ...
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