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... pet shook violently. Although it resembled a male elf, identical to Zarka, the cry from within was high-pitched and feminine. The walls of the Settling Basin quivered, and Anthem and Kay stood frozen, their faces etched with anxiety.

Crackle...!!!

Boom!!

Following the explosion, icy shards splintered like glass, scattering in all directions like sharp daggers.

“Ugh?!”

Kay and Anthem quickly ducked and turned their heads away to avoid the flying shards.

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