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“Something seems suspiciously simple,” thought Aristarchus, but he remained silent.
“And what does this lady look like? Describe her so I don’t mistake her for someone else...”
“Are you afraid?” asked the warden. “And rightly so. Even I am terrified of her. But don’t show your weakness to her—it will only provoke her. As for her name… she is Syren.”
It seemed that Clarissa didn’t intend to continue the conversation.