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The meal was unlike anything we had ever tasted before. The spirits, whoever they were, had prepared a feast fit for nobles. It was strange watching the plates float in midair, the food being served by unseen hands. Historias—or rather, Historias Eras—sat at the head of the table, watching us eat with an amused expression. The way he spoke and carried himself... there was something almost regal about him. But what truly unsettled me was the sheer number of spirits at his comman ...
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