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1 year
She might have been thicker than oatmeal, but she still felt that. With a frown hiding behind her crown of arcane focus, the sorceress turned to him, showing half a grimace.
โ Who dares touch Enchantress Roza. . . O-Oh, it's ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. . . โ