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... nks to an abundance of magical lighting. There were no windows, so Kir wasn't entirely surprised to discover the place smelled like a locker room.
The lanky guard followed Kir, pushing him ahead until they arrived at a cell.
Kir's wings wound up scraping the top of the door, and he barely lowered them enough before the guard shoved him the rest of the way into the large, barred room, which was clearly more for waiting than long-term holding. He closed the door behind Kir with a c ...
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