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... er in real life made me feel an aura of charisma just emanating off of her.
Strength, warmth, charm, holiness.
I suppose… These elements of the Hero made her quite like the saint?
The Hero observed me from afar instead of putting a blade through my heart right away. Almost as if she was trying to find out everything about me with a single gaze. Her eyes reflected my helm, then my cloak, then back to my body.
“A wise choice.”
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