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... agon’s head snaps and shatters the giant, pale branches as it pushes forward.
“D-Do you have any idea how much those branches you snapped are worth!”
Olviga was holding his head and lamenting every time a branch of the magic tree was snapped off.
“I’m sorry, but we’re running out of time too.”
“Even I won’t let you get away with it if you don’t respect the Lord Silfaim’s tree!”
“Let’s just hope it’s not too late to burn it down and move ...
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