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... the little ball of white fluff, "what exactly does my majestic Sacha eat?"
Sacha tilted her head, her blue eyes gleaming like polished frost. For a moment, she just stared at me. Then—
Papa, her voice echoed in my head, soft and childlike. Sacha is hungry.
"Yeah? Hungry for what, exactly—hey!"
Before I could finish, she leaned forward and bit into my arm.
There was no pain, just a sudden, freezing drain that made my breath hitch. My mana poured out of me, ...
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