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... Lake, restrained by the beings that had taken over the city on the island.
It seemed to be magically chained up, its powers slowly but surely being sapped. It was a miserable way to live. Even if it wasn't the Lonely Naiad's friend, Eiro would have understood if she wanted him to help it.
Eiro took a deep breath as he stared into the distance. He manipulated the liquids in his eyes all the whilst increasing the focus of his senses on visual ability. Like this, he was able to see what ...
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