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... after he and the others decided to get some rest. He wasn’t worried about being on top of his game or feeling groggy; he hardly needed sleep since his body had evolved to the “epic” stage, and if he got a few hours now and then, he always felt fine. So, while he listened to the sounds of Arcus muttering and sometimes whimpering and the soft, quiet breaths coming from Arona, he lay on his back and thought about everything he’d seen in the dungeon. What he kept coming back to was the children. ...
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