Happy Life
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"You're not making this easy..." Aria thought to herself.
She stared at her aura for a while, almost sniffing out her spirit, and simply maintained intense eye contact, trying to identify any additional signs of her condition that might shed light on the matter, or at least read Aria's own state of mind in her eyes, and compare it with the little apostolic-exorcism experience she already has.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
