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... frowning. "...Raven?"
Even Argon’s eyes sharpened. "What?"
Cluckles stomped his claw for emphasis. "Yes! Raven faces a creature above Level Ten! The fried man said so before tragically collapsing in a pile of heroism! Cluckles swore on his scarf to deliver this message, even if Cluckles perished heroically in the process!"
For a moment, neither spoke.
Then Crisaius’s grin vanished, replaced by a rare, cold seriousness. "Above Level Ten..."
He knew the dif ...
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