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... fox.

With her arms crossed, Irene recounted the events.

Her fiery red hair, which had blazed brilliantly, had returned to its usual orange hue.

Had she gained experience over time?

Despite the situation being alarming enough to unsettle most, the girl maintained her composure without a flicker of doubt in her gaze.

It was the kind of demeanor that made you feel like crossing her might result in your neck being torn apart.

That was... a little impr ...

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