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“Guh… Lady Limil…! First, she muddles my mind, indeed, and then she runs off… Truly, I should have expected no less from a woman tough enough to infiltrate our guild as often as she pleases…!”
Sorglos stood atop a tree, perfectly balanced on one of its branches as she recalled the few moments before she had extended her invitation to the Master. As far as people went, there was really only one who could move through the grounds of a guild that prided itself ...
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