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... n planted herself on one side. The cervid mercenaries on the other.
I knew what would happen. This was all a vivid memory, still. Wed... or the illusion of me, would talk. The cervid wouldnt be completely unhelpful.
Amaryllis, the illusion across the rivulet, glared at her captors, then she spared the illusion Broccoli a softer look. Almost as if thanking her for being there.
This was the moment where Amaryllis really became my friend. Before this, we... well, we werent g ...
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