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[Lyra, I'm done over here, let's regroup at the statue.]

[We are coming now.] She replied promptly.

Emir, feeling the adrenaline of the recent fights still coursing through his veins, found a nearby bookshelf and eased his tired back against it.

He welcomed the opportunity to relax while he waited for the rest of their group to arrive.

The excitement of the battles he had just experienced lingered in his thoughts, mingling with a sense of pride.

Takin ...

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