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... the emaciated arm and face, the mouth full of whiskers above the lips...
She couldn’t feel any breath, the pupil in the darkness contracted. Dena’s big leaf in her hand shivered, almost fell to the ground, the Shaman was dead...
"Amu, is Uncle Shaman okay?"
Dena’s mind was buzzing, and she didn’t hear Percy’s call.
"Amu? Amu?" Percy raised his voice and called two more times, finally waking Dena up.
Wiping the tears from her face and trying to control her ...
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