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... th the tip of her sword, regardless of what this old lady truly was, now she had turned into a pile of charred trash,
Unfortunately, if she could have caught her alive, she could have interrogated her, but recalling her own pathetic state earlier, it was a miracle she hadn’t been killed—Diana couldn’t ask for more.
She called back her Moonlight Sword and circled the room, finding no invitation-like objects.
"Hope the fire didn’t burn the invitation to ashes..." Diana mutt ...
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