“Is he gone?” Chloe asked uneasily, her expression still an epitome of fear. “Don’t worry, he is gone. Just rest for now and chill, for me I’m absolutely tired”. Ignoring how indecent it looked, Morales threw his storm sword back into his storage ring before plopping down on the floor like a deflated balloon. “Oh, ok, if you say so”. Still, in a trepidatious tone, Chloe stuttered before also sitting down on the floor to rest. At such a moment, she did not care about her dignity as a girl at all. Her beautiful clothes meant fart to her when she just passed through a life-or-death situation, they were hers in the first place. “Dave, aren’t you tired? Rest and think later”. Raising his head with a strained expression on his face, Morales spoke to his roommate who was still pacing around anxiously. “Ok”. Dave simply answered before falling to the floor even more indecently than the previous 2, with his hands quivering. Saying that he and C
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