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- And what are you fmeetef? Flute asked offendedly, cautiously feeling the sharp tips of her new fangs with her finger. Crius slapped his forehead, snapped his fingers, and Aquarizamax appeared in front of us.

"Damn, I can't get used to it!" The Titan said apologetically.

- Oh, what a pveleft! Flute squeaked. “I’m tove hofen sofvennovo Dvakon!”

I rolled my eyes. Give her her own Dragon! I must make a vow to myself - as soon as this crazy woman turns eighteen - to give myself to the organs of the nearest hospital, there, at least, my brain will be taken out by a professional pathologist, and not an amateur gourmet!

All this time, while we were talking nicely, the rest of the raid members were beating the Boss, preventing his health from exceeding 40% again. What does it mean to be a good raid leader? This is when your fighters themselves know what to do, even better than you! Calathea somehow had the strength to work on two fronts - to send spirits to the Boss and to Ehkiller. I kept e
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