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... gradually darkened.
The sound of thunder grew, and a light rain began to fall.
The mobilized animal legion was marching in the rain.
The white horse carried the Fox, their fur both soaked by the rain. The previous research on the magic wand had failed, and Aleister had carelessly tossed it aside.
"Do you think we have a chance of victory?"
Asked the white horse.
"What’s wrong, buddy?"
Aleister spoke frankly, "Feeling depressed from all the ...
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