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... was a reflection of a completely different figure.
Some were male, some female, some old, some young, some mortal, and some powerful.
Gradually, those shapes stopped changing, resting on one figure.
Luhier looked at that figure, frowning even more tightly.
It was a War Angel in Red Flame Armor, tall and dashing, with pure white wings behind them!
That was... her, before she had fallen.
She stood facing the mirror, but the reflection was her past se ...
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