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... gs and hind legs wide, a fully relaxed posture for him.

John sat with his head resting against Alfred's neck, with all the fluff feeling like the best cushion ever.

But his eyes were closed, and he was in focus, observing Alfred deep within. Thanks to their solid bond, John could easily peek inside Alfred's source space, where a magical crystal floated with soul energy whirling within it.

Soul Crystal: 158/500.

'This...' John suddenly noticed something within the ...

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