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... from how widely he was smiling, and he erratically paced about the chamber where the Needle had awaited him, unsure what he should do. The Thunderbird didn’t help that much, either, as she remained silent ever since he’d woken up, despite the enormous amount of pride and joy that he could feel almost radiating off of her down in his soul realm.
But after several minutes of pacing off some of his excess energy and cackling like a villain in an over-the-top play, he finally sat back down o ...
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