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... ew kinds of dungeon they should try first was already settled.

"I think Trolls sound fun," Rave cast her vote.

"As long as I can punch it," Thana didn’t care.

"My powers would likely be of more use in a Steampunk environment," Lydia gave food for thought.

"So, one for each and one doesn’t care, seems like I have to decide," John tapped his finger on the table, holding a mental council with his familiars, as he looked at the list of Instant Dungeons he had availabl ...

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