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... ale was surprisingly calm. It was too peaceful, which should have been Greg’s first sign that things were about to go very wrong, like always.
He sat in the carriage between Marina and Lylia, and both women leaned comfortably against him as the Eternal Engine hummed along the road. Felix was still asleep, but he kept mumbling about "grinding levels" and "legendary drops."
Seraphine was engrossed in a book about advanced ice magic theory, her nose deep in it. Elwen quietly drew in ...
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