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... her Oathblade.
But instead of another guard or a hidden beast, a small figure stumbled out from the shadows.
It was a little boy no older than ten, his clothes were rough and patched from farm work. His wide eyes were filled with fear, and his breathing was uneven, as if he had run far too fast.
Elysia blinked in surprise. "You... what are you doing here?"
The boy didn’t answer. His gaze flicked nervously to where Erainlia and his guards had gone, then back to El ...
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