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... refusing to pass on.
She spoke.
Ralts spoke.
Her voice had been quiet, feminine but not soft. It held no emotion, and yet it carved through the silence with the weight of something impossible. It was like the dry hiss of wind against graveyard stones, threaded with intelligence. Deliberate. Aware.
"You... spoke," Kai whispered.
Ralts sat on the floor, legs folded beneath her, her hollow eyes glowing faintly. "Yes."
"That’s not-you’re not supposed t ...
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