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... s Auren spoke. Having grown familiar with his silver-tongued nature, she wrapped herself in dark caution like a protective cloak.
A caution Auren either genuinely ignored or masterfully pretended not to notice.
If he were being truthful, Asenya’s subtle pressure was slowly consuming him, beads of sweat trickling down his neck and dampening the collar of his improvised shirt.
Nevertheless, a clean and taunting grin adorned his face.
"...I died multiple times trying ...
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