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... of the basement.
The faint, eerie glow of her azure flame cast dancing shadows on the walls, like dark specters echoing her exhausted form. Her ribs pulsed with pain, a slow, rhythmic reminder of her body’s limits.
Finally, she whispered, "Rough is normal."
[You always say that before you do something reckless.]
"I’m not doing anything yet. I’m just hiding."
[Sure. You only hide when you’re planning something.]
Qingran’s silence was neither confirm ...
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