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After the battle ended, Cenira stood silently over the corpse of the mole, which had been defeated by the group, for several minutes. Greed and the desire to boast about her unusual pet warred within her with the understanding that even she, at the moment, could not bring such a monster back to life. No matter how much she wanted to. When common sense finally prevailed, the elf sighed in disappointment and, lowering her head, joined the other members of the expedition.