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"Master Art!" Elsa shouted, bursting onto the balcony. She was already fully armed, her elven bow glowing with a cold, blue light. Behind her, Jeon was cracking his knuckles, his pink shirt stretching precariously over his lats.

"Status!" I barked.

"T-too many! Damn it! There were too many!" Eto wai...

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