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... me wild energy attack or doing something flashy. No. The guy was just moving his hands with a quill—an actual phoenix feather, dripping endlessly with the most precious tears in existence.
Who said phoenix tears were rare when this jackass was out here scribbling nonsense on the dirt with them?.Like, people would literally die just to see a phoenix tear. Gods would kill for them. And this man? He was using them like cheap calligraphy ink for his drawings.
She didn't even realize ...
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