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... ish."
It was Anne.
She tilted her head slightly, one corner of her mouth twisted up.
A gleam shone in her eyes.
Beneath the slanting sunlight, the alchemist wore a lopsided, sinister smile.
Though, in truth, it wasn’t malice—it was a shield, a facade to withstand the hostility directed at her.
"Did you really think this would stop us from drinking water? Seriously?"
There was no enemy right in front of them, yet Anne spoke as if there were. ...
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