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... tting along so lovingly, abruptly stood up when they saw that giant wave looming over the sea, fast approaching Sicily, their expressions slightly changing.
As the angry waves neared, the nine Muse Goddesses, who had been picking up shells by the seaside, instantly soared into the air, singing in unison at the top of their lungs.
"Aa--Aaa--Aaaa----"
The high-pitched monosyllabic divine words, spurred by divine power, transformed into a resounding hymn. Rings of golden rip ...
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