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Another settlement, another tangle of humanoid snakes, suffocating themselves and dripping venom onto each other's heads. The unpleasant noise and sharp smells seemed to cause nausea and dizziness, and only mental detachment from them restored a semblance of peace.
All Rhemic societies were structured the same way - somewhere in an expensive, tall building, fat people sat and, with a stroke of a pen, decided the fate of their subjects.
Ayano leisurely walked towards the administration, taking a roundabout route, calming her senses and observing the life of the bustling Imperials.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.