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... umbled with a confused expression.
He walked slowly, one painful step after another, guided only by Grace’s voice and her tiny hands.
"Yes, I am. And could you stop asking that all the time? Just follow my direction," Grace said as she perched on his head, tiny fingers wrapped in his hair.
She tugged sharply, using his hair like reins.
Aether shifted to the right as she pulled.
"So this person... who is imprisoned here... do you think they could help us ou ...
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