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⚔️Serberia

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Morning
Veserod nodded to his opponent, pulled the bolt out of his chest, threw it onto the leaves, and applied a plantain leaf to the wound.
Anders responded with a nod, conveying as much respect as possible, and pulled the arrow out of himself.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?