PREVIEW
... the dense jungle filled with distant roars and shaking trees.
Rynar walked at the front of his group, hands in his pockets, a cocky smirk on his face.
Behind him followed several nervous disciples... and one tiny girl skipping lightly beside him, Mersha.
"Senior Brother Rynar," she said gently, "would you like some potion? I brought other prototypes."
Rynar froze mid-step.
He slowly turned toward her with a face full of caution.
"...Please don’t." ...
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