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... was trying not to crack up and laugh when he exited the void.

Of course she would get a skill like that! he thought.

It’s fabulous! Para shared.

Zarian landed somewhere near a watering well at the center of a northern island village. Bianca had told him to meet her there through the spider network. Usually, he would’ve gotten here ahead of everyone else because of Void Waltz.

However, Bianca had gotten here first. She was already strutting around in her summoned b ...

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