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... s back. The Gaian undead, with me in tow, climbed the mountain and set me before the Grand Master’s remains. Gratefully, I patted the undead’s shoulder and took my position in front of her body.
From my bag, I produced a bottle of the Hundred Crimson Blossoms. A mere glass could flush one’s cheeks to a deep shade of crimson. It was the priciest drink among what the regressor brought, and also the very first I had discreetly taken for myself. Reluctant as I was to part with it, I knew onl ...
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