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... loor-to-ceiling window, her gray pupils gazing far into the distance, eyes locked firmly in the direction of Twilight Manor.
At that moment—
Tap, tap, tap—
Footsteps echoed behind her, steady and in perfect rhythm.
More precisely, it was the sound of three people walking together.
Freya didn't turn around. She simply spoke in a soft voice.
"Ottar... how is he?"
The man in the center, his cat ears twitching slightly, replied:
"With H ...
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