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... actually going. That was Azrail's doing, of course.
He sat with his back comfortably against the seat, one hand occupied by Valencia's fingers, the other currently surviving the iron grip of Xuanyin, who had not let go since the moment they had taken off. Outside the wide glass panels, the landscape below was shifting from the familiar stone architecture of Royal Empire territory into something broader and wilder, the farmlands thinning out and giving way to rolling forests and river li ...
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