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... dreamland.

~~Snore~~

The sandman had already taken them away.

And to recap on the crazy night they had, first... They fought their butts off, faced a crazy amount of creatures tonight, as well as completed the tasks assigned to them.

But more importantly, for the fact that Dorian was near exhausted and drained after dealing with this issue... the Gia household paid a whopping 20 million for the fees and an additional 30 million appreciation bonus.

That's r ...

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