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... the panther mentioned something about not being mortal and being a divine beast, whatever that is. What does that mean?”

“Oli!” Ania grabbed Oli tightly, crashing his train of thought. “You had me so worried! What were you thinking? Wandering off like that can get you killed. At least my brother was good for something.”

“Hey!” Rathe chimed in only to get the cold shoulder.

“Never do that again! You know better than that. You’re only three yet your appetite to explore is s ...

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