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... n its place was the sacred and solemn sound of blessings, and a voice akin to rituals, prayers, and benedictions that seemed more distant and ethereal, unknown from where it originated.
Vivacious Flame Elves swirled around Orleans.
After all, Orleans was one of the few Tier Four demon-level figures of the younger generation. Staring at those Flame Elves, he faintly felt: besides the Flame Elves, was there another kind of Magic Elf that he couldn't see, yet seemed to indeed exist? ...
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