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... them. I can only take a quick glance at most."
"Why's that?" Rhea asked curiously, her wildness evident as she carried her hunting bow.
"Just intuition," Kolobo replied firmly, unsure of the reason but convinced he shouldn't stare.
Loban, the Feysacian, wore a pensive expression.
"What's on your mind?" Maslow, his face painted white, turned to him and asked.
The three had worked together in Tizamo Town for a year and understood each other well. Maslow cou ...
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