Happy Life
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Having separated itself from the unnecessary entities in this situation, the bastard child enters the hut and, stopping at the entrance, activates all its detectors – both supernatural and ordinary, perceptually sound ones – in an attempt to determine if anything has changed here in the past few weeks, besides the most obvious? After all, even during that short morning period, it hasn't had a truly free moment yet. In addition, it tries to understand if there are any traces left of that mysterious previous attack.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
