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  • Visual Kheda: Cohen’s father.
  • Winslet: Daughter of the elf queen, Cohen’s future wife.
  • Flynn & Carey Rohna: Sisters, Cohen’s childhood friends, and future wives.
  • Katherine Hagrid: Cohen’s mother.

  • We came back to the long absence Darkmoon City, my home. A warm touch of festivity welcomed us the moment we entered the gate. Colorful stripes hung, and the city was full of joy ...

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