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"How dear you all are to me..." – Rezara only had time to think before she was run over by horsepower.
Somewhere in a completely different place, Camistella gave her personal storyteller a strange look.
– When did you become such a connoisseur of battles?
– Yesterday.
– I thought so. I am immortal and know no fatigue, but this... this is starting to tire me out.
How boring the people of Tezoth live... the whole point of their fleeting existence is to beat each other's faces in.