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... d usually give to a child. Still, I couldn’t think of anything better to call her at the moment.
“Yoran.”
Yoran and I sat outside the gambling hall, watching gamblers scatter and curious onlookers gather to gawk at the commotion.
I kept my mouth shut.
Because I wasn’t in good shape, there was a high chance I’d end up killing someone needlessly in front of Yoran. So I stayed quiet and waited.
Before long, both the Lecher and the Drunk showed up at the entra ...
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