Happy Life
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Barely managing to keep his chin from hitting the ground on his way back, Ucon finally catches up to Blackthorn's whining.
- Haaa.... - he exhales, as if he were a wandering comet on a galactic orbit that had temporarily shifted to the orbit of their gas giant, and places her body on his shoulder, carrying her to the """Infernal""" throne. - She could have walked herself; she wouldn't have gotten so tired...
- I couldn't! - she kicks him with her feet. - It's too high here!
- Haaa.... - he exhales, as if he were a wandering comet on a galactic orbit that had temporarily shifted to the orbit of their gas giant, and places her body on his shoulder, carrying her to the """Infernal""" throne. - She could have walked herself; she wouldn't have gotten so tired...
- I couldn't! - she kicks him with her feet. - It's too high here!
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
