Heroist
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- Here you go.
The mysterious mentor gives Dorian the following item:
Sacred Key
- My long watch is now over. Now I can finally rest.
The shadow, trapped under a massive stone, rushes towards the Sorceress and beheads her faster than the eye can follow. This time, Dorian and Shuku manage to get a better look at this shadow.
-...I don't know how long these elves of yours live. Dorian dangled his legs over the cliff, turning one of the chipped gray pebbles in his hand. - I was also going to settle down someday, retire. But one could have been warned about such things in advance! - The fragment flies down into the jagged abyss with force. - At least, this explains why she didn't keep real dragon guardians here.
After processing the overwhelmingly different stream of consciousness in his mind, he hopelessly sighs:
- Well, now you all need to protect my ass in the Dungeon like the apple of your eye! At least until I figure out how to teach the next idiot all this pew-pew stuff. - He mimics the intricate sealing gestures of the guardians with his hands. - Or until I fix all the psychological problems of this nasty beauty, heh-heh.
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