Happy Life
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- Hero... - despite the fact that he still hasn't recovered, the forty-year-old Calcitean wasn't ready to bet on who looked worse at that moment. - I think I'm starting to understand how you came to what you came to. Not all smirks deserve a place under the sun and moon.
Leaning wearily against the reception desk, he focuses his blurry gaze on the second face. Not immediately, but eventually, he compares it to his memory and adds:
- Lady.
Leaning wearily against the reception desk, he focuses his blurry gaze on the second face. Not immediately, but eventually, he compares it to his memory and adds:
- Lady.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
