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... th faint moonlight.
Inside was lit by the soft glow of mana-stone lamps.
Nico sat rigidly on one side of the carriage with both hands wrapped around the shotgun, the bracelet back on his wrist, and a face still faintly red.
Across from him sat Amaya with her posture straight despite the fatigue clearly weighing on her shoulders.
Nom-Nom occupied the space beside Nico, eyes wide as she leaned forward, peering out the window, then at the lamps, then at the carriage ...
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