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... ns—or maybe just stubbornness.
That short-haired blonde Rem had met in the city of Oahri was one of them.
Just one person, but still—Rem knew her.
Someone who worked with shamanic tools, someone with a wandering streak. That short-haired blonde was her friend.
“Didn’t you say leaving traces all over the place would be a huge problem? And yet you left behind a shamanic tool?”
She’d picked flowers, collected signs of giants, and while doing that, ended up ru ...
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