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... lly start looking for a safe room or other safe haven like that. Once that’s done, we can see what to do next. 𝒇𝘳ℯℯ𝚠𝙚𝑏𝗻𝑜ѵ𝑒𝙡.co𝑚

「Right, let’s get this show on the road, shall we!」

I then jump off the Ghost Ship’s deck, using skills to reduce the amount of possible fall damage. Also, apparently when we changed areas all my HP got restored, so now I wouldn’t have to worry about dying all of a sudden, but I surely wasn’t going to take my chances here.

「Looks like th ...

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