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... it had evolved.
Nibbles was now dual-wielding chicken wings while riding on the corrupt panther’s back, the two of them acting like some bizarre cavalry unit raiding the dessert table.
Graye had ditched her helmet entirely; cheeks puffed out with so much roast meat, she looked like she was trying to smuggle ham.
Siris was sitting cross-legged on the table itself, holding a pie in each hand like she was deciding which one to throw at someone’s face.
The dragon’s g ...
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