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I walked out of the termite nest and headed towards an empty spot by the lake.
‘Alpeon, what about Ian and Gwyn?’
‘They are asleep.’
‘Oh right, it’s nighttime isn’t it?’
While in an undead’s body, I failed to sense the passage of time. Days and nights held little meaning to me. Well, actually at first, daytime was a bit troublesome, but since I had gained the golden blessing from the nectar, there was no longer any difference in my eyes.
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