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Chapter 121 Maze End
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... he atmosphere thick with unease. Helen sat at the far end, her arms crossed and her brow furrowed as she scanned the room. Next to her was Aloy, slouching casually with a smirk that barely concealed the tension beneath.
Vic, a burly tank with a grim expression, leaned forward as if ready to confront whatever problem they were about to face. Across from them was Veda, a mage with her staff resting beside her chair, her eyes distant, preoccupied with thoughts of someone who wasn't in the r ...
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