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... m his nose, but he failed to say a word.
It was when Amon stepped forward and put the staff on to his hands that he began to take in. Falling to the ground with nose meeting the soil, he greeted, “My god Amon! Please tell me I’m not dreaming!”
Lynk’s mouth had been watering when he saw Amon giving Metatro one parangon, and the staff in his hand had seven on it! Being a third-level mage himself, he could understand the staff itself was even more precious than the parangons on it.
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