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... houlder, her wound still not fully healed. Grace’s muscles screamed with every step, and even Alia had stopped chattering, her usual boundless energy depleted.
Funny enough, only Zephyr seemed relatively unchanged, though her normally immaculate appearance was thoroughly ruined by dirt, sweat, and demon ichor.
And the whole way back, Grace tried and failed to wipe that smile off her face.
[I did it,] she reiterated for the hundredth time. [Me. The turnip farmer. Hehe.] ...
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