Chapter 85 Chapter Eighty -Five

"Sorry, dear." Omira rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

"It's...fine, "I managed to say when I felt I was calm enough now.

"Omira," Aquila said, still laughing. "Didn't you leave with the others?"

"I did." She lowered her arm, entirely unbothered. "And then I waited for them to clear the gat...

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