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... drifting with the wind. It would have looked lame if someone else wore it, but everything looked fantastic with Shade Cromwell. He placed his hand on his waist and stared at Eirin, raising an eyebrow.
"I’m the one being forced to stay in this shit-ass place, so why are you the one looking like dog shit?"
Eirin’s clouded vision cleared after seeing those familiar sharp black eyes.
"Y-You," she pointed her trembling finger at the man. "T-They’re searching for you."
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