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Lyos did not appreciate being carried bridal style, if all those emotions waving off were any indication. Or maybe it was the abduction part. Or the cancellation of his death.

They'd been through the usual. Lyos demanding to be brought back, Lyos arguing almost nobly about the goals, Lyos kicking and trying to swing his cursed arm at her, and Luna ignored all of that. Except they snakes. They burned.

"Dammit, Luna. There are two maddened gods, a war and a conspiracy. People are dying. The one thing we can improve is setting Rangort back on our side by reviving Ragradia. If Zelas, Rangort and Ragradia work together, we can make a difference!"

"You don't know whether you can make a difference. Could all be Valgaav's plot."

"But Lina, Rangort and Zelas still built Elmegiddo, they can control it!"

Yeah, sure.

By now, Rangort caught on something fishy was happening. The massive body opened eyes all along its length and finally broke from its stagnant position. Flocks of dragons rose from the islands that Rangort shook loose.

Good thing she had baited Valwin and Vrabazard to come rampage here, because she needed the diversion.

After grabbing Lyos, Luna had angled aside Valwin, under cover of shadow and storm. Now she broke out of the storm, making sure Rangort saw her now, then she angled below Valwin.

"Luna, no!" Lyos screamed. "Don't go—"

"Oh myself, you convinced me not to, whatever shall I do!" she said and increased her speed.

Rangort, being such a nice flatworm, tried to curled below Valwin without disturbing the other god.

"Can you swim like this?" Luna asked.

"I can not drown," Lyos said.

"Great, you go do that." She tossed Lyos into the ocean and shot straight up, square past Rangort. She counted on her actions making no sense to Rangort.

Valwin was in his classic silvery dragon form, long, writhing and trying to look every where at once, yet e had only two eyes. Luna kept her distance from the gray steam that composed hir manes. Once she got parallel to the side, she set herself alight and flew toward the god.

Her projection and power faltered in the distorted holiness, she missed her hold and fell. Only at her third try did she catch hold of a scale. Using more physical force than magical, she pulled herself up.

The astral plane around Valwin felt like blocks clunking around each other, drowning out all perception with cut flow. Luna was close enough to catch the errant memories and idea, but only in pieces. At every edge, raw energy burned and frizzed out.

Once now, ten years years, or a thousand, a war had been fought— not relevant. She had to get closer to the core.

Somewhere in Valwin had to be an astral energy point, like what Lei had pin pointed on herself. Something that regulated projected power. It was a gamble, but one worth taking.

Projecting was near impossible, it only cut into her. She limited it to a thin layer of scales and claws close to herself, giving herself stability with the talisman. Through this, she tried to decipher the godly flow. Once day she'd have to learn to do that without talisman, but right now she was grateful for it.

There were multiple cores. Of course, that's how a god could use their soul to carve into the single core of a devil.

She climbed as close as she could to the nearest and gathered power power in her flesh. She bled from below the fingernails; humanity wasn't meant to hold fire in their veins. A little she translated into projection and external fire, but that chipped away quickly.

The sensation of a Law Circle was much harder outside of the dream layer. Under her breath, she recited the Rezast spell. A twisted circle appeared, flickering weak, but enough. Luna pushed her power through, hooked in, and pulled.

All the mass of Valwin curled up instantly and roared. The steam on hir back turned icy cold and wind scattered all the clouds. Still below, Rangort got caught right in the middle of it.

Luna let herself fall and brought her wings out, shooting down at the ocean. Rangort saw her, but only for a moment before Valwin's trashing hit hir.

Down in the sea, Lyos had created an air bubble around himself and was rather busy swimming away from her. At leisure, Luna followed him. He'd run out of air eventually, and she a little too shaken for a struggle right now, though she'd love to knock some sense into him. She did not just hijack a god just for him to peddle to his doom.

The moment he went for air, she grabbed him and pulled him along, still close to the surface.

He punched her in the face with his cursed arm, which got her a bleeding nose and complimentary snake biting in her throat.

Oh, now he'd done it.

She stopped abruptly, projected a dragon skull and threw Lyos face down on it. After burning the snake, she stood before him.

"Do not do that again," she said lightly. "I'm trying not to be hyper violent, you're not making it easy."

"Then don't abduct people!"

"Baby steps, kid," she said, absentminded. Behind them, Rangort her twisted around Valwin and tried dragging hir away from Elmegiddo. The island itself was a mere spot on the horizon, but to gods the distance was nothing. Already the gods closed the distance, as Valwin tried to get away from Rangort. It was up in the air whether e knew the island was important, but that didn't matter. With some luck, they'd wreck it.

"The hell did you do, Luna?" Lyos groaned. He'd sat up, one arm clutching the cursed flesh of his shoulder.

"I've asked you that too," Luna said, pointing at the bestial gods. "You wanna die to bring another one of those things in the world?"

"No, Claire and I are bringing a better deity into this world. One who will take care of life."

"Stop being dramatic and think—"

"Oh, I'm really good at thinking of myself. Didn't Lina tell you how we met?" As he said this, he gave off irritation and anger, yet under that, the subtle, special fear of death.

He really wasn't the sort of guy to feel like he should be sacrificing himself. He wanted to live, yet somehow he went against that. Why?

Luna couldn't accept bullshit like that.

Vrabazard was still around, unoccupied. At first he had been interested in the struggle of the other two, then Elmegiddo, but always from a higher altitude ... for observation, Luna realized too late.

Now e saw them.

E was just slow enough for Luna to be able to surround herself and Lyos with skeletal projection.

When e fell from the sky, flickering and forceful, the ocean dented in so deep it took seconds for the water to torrent up.

So close, Vrabazard was one and all sharpness. In the distance of Filia's dreams, e had been a clunky thing, but in the real world e had a more slender form and a double set of wings. A row of teeth started at hir chin and went down hir neck. Inside was raw fire, fueling the lines of hir wings like Valwin had a mane of silver.

With every moment, the projection flashed and twitched. E was utterly blind, hir reliance on projected eyes the only reason Luna could shoot up a few hundred meters.

Right on her trail, Vrabazard flared up. Heat scorched her right before e flickered away. When the projection returned, it was with hir jaws shut around them.

Broken flow cut through Luna's own wings and bones.

Losing flight, Luna and Lyos smashed down onto rock solid plate.

Vrabazard had no tongue, just a cracked bone. Now e stayed still, not flickering once. Down the throat was nothing but flames and unwrenchable teeth on the other side.

In here, the flow was less distorted. Encroaching through their aura was Vrabazard's will. It took the god all his effort to focus in this twisted form, but he came closer to the edge of her soul gate.

Without making the circle herself she couldn't pin point a physical location to the gate, but she sensed in in ever fibre of her soul.

She could sense back, however, and find Volphied's work.

The other world might not have an astral plane, but it had a flow that could contain code that prompted movement — spells of this world could not compete with its complexity. It didn't just pull, it rewrote. A virus meant to steer towards the pillar. Without pillar, there was no flowing anywhere, except into other souls.

"E's going to absorb us," Luna whispered. "Lyos?"

She might not have spotted him if he hadn't worn a white coat, which dimly reflected in the fire down the god's throat. Luna couldn't project in here, but she could walk. She stumbled to Lyos, who lay with his cursed side up.

While snatching away new snakes, she shook him until he groaned.

"Luna? Where are we?"

She pulled him on his knees. "God ate us, we need out. Let's try together."

"Can't use ... wait, he's trying to absorb ... Luna, whatever you did with Valwin, do it again."

"We're not near enough the main core to get an effect," she said, right as Vrabazard scratched open the gate of her soul. Siephied power within responded.

"Do it anyway! I know what I'm asking."

Better than nothing. Keeping one hand on Lyos's arm, she set down the other on the jaw.

A shaky circle of her own opened. Lyos lurched forward, driving his cursed arm throughit.

Two things happened instantaneous : Lyos lost his arm to the flow of Vrabazard, and the entire lower jaw burst into warped flesh. The snakes it sprouted were tongues of flame and the stench of scorched flesh filled the air. The air became toxic, but the spiritual attack stopped.

Right below them, where the spell had been, a bright crack appeared. She pulled Lyos back just before it broke open.

With everything being darkness and fire, Luna didn't recognize the light as an arm and a head. Clawing at the flesh, Zelas tore herself through, saw them and pulled them out.

They fell into the sea, almost submerging, but Zelas got her wings out in time. Her formed turned eight fold, so she could hold Luna and Lyos in one hand.

Vrabazard trashed above them, like hir jaw was stuck in place. Wilder and wilder, e tore of the jaw, which disintegrated like dust.

Zelas raced off, close over the water and away from the island, not stopping until Vrabazard's roars were distant.

Luna grabbed Lyos and would have shot into the sea the moment Zelas looked back, but a golden glow surrounded them.

Within a bright blink, the scenery changed. Before Luna could even hook up to the next flow, she heard the bickering.

"Are we supposed to be this far away?" Xelloss asked.

"I've told you time and time again that I cannot teleport properly in environments I cannot envision and there is. no. proper. flow. here," Filia snapped.

Okay, that was so wrong, it took her four seconds to realize that Zelas wasn't even here.

Luna and Lyos were seated on Filia's back under a shield. Xelloss sat ahead, right at Filia's neck. Her flight kept the island and the gods to their left.

"What the ... " Lyos muttered. "What are you two doing here?"

"Great question," Luna said. "You're supposed to be distracting Xelloss, Filia. Not have fun."

With those words, she pulled in their emotions.

Xelloss in doubt, concern and conflict with himself; Filia in the same heartbreak as before, but now with that slim determination grow out to fierce, cold drive.

"I am not having fun! I am however going to try sending you a vision. Please open your soul window a little."

Well, she had nothing to lose. Prying open her soul circle a little, she reached for Filia. Almost at once, a dump of information flooded her mind. When she processed it, she made out a story.

Xelloss had talked at long last, and that set up Zelas to talk too.

At the very least, Xelloss believed they acted in compliance with will of the Lord of Nightmares, who favored existence. For the Wolfpack, that meant the world. For Filia, the fact they were being fully honest for once meant roughly a peninsula. Relevant, but not the end all.

The Lord of Nightmares was named Lucifer, by the way, and she had put Siephied back in the world, but more about that later.

In a few years time, Lina would indeed have returned with the talismans from other worlds, thus upping her potential control. The machine was to serve as both a holder and reformater. Zelas, Claire and Lina were the three stake holders, while Rangort was led along, and Claire had needed some time to come around.

All three wanted to destroy Shabranigdu, and give different souls to the devils so they'd change and no longer want to end the world. Giving a devil a mortal soul wasn't a guarantee they would change, but then again, not having a mortal soul was no guarantee a devil would not change. They just rigged things in their favor.

Zelas wanted to claim the existing devil power, Claire wanted the god power. Luna had never been intended to become a full out chimera. It was a side effect to the machine being activated at the wrong time, by people who did not understand it. If anything, Lina probably would not want Luna to be part of the emulgation of godly power.

Lina's goals were vague, and Filia had a hefty dose of cynicism now, but also a promise :

Filia would not let Luna die. She was gone far enough not to care what became of Vrabazard and the other two gods, but nobody else. If people died, it had to have purpose.

As the intended channels of Siephied, she could shut it down if they did anything she didn't like.

"... okay then," Luna said. "Still, Lyos is ..."

What, exactly? She barely knew him. If Filia was in a key position, and knew what would happen, and could shut it down ... that left Lyos with the pretty solid argument that they kinda did need a decent god, if nothing else.

"You were right that the sacrifice Valgaav asked of me is senseless," Filia said. "It is senseless because sacrifice is not inherently noble, right? In itself it does no good. It is not inherently vile either, though. What mister Lyos is about to do will allow many lives to be saved."

"I've been telling her that," Lyos said. "She won't listen."

"Miss Luna, is operation Save Lyos some misguided attempt at doing the right thing, or are you just afraid for yourself?" Filia asked.

Maybe both.

"Just because they say it doesn't mean it's true. Zelas can just order Xelloss to lie."

"An order doesn't make him a good actor," Filia said, which prompted Xelloss to huff.

"Anyway," he said, "it's easy to get a better source, miss Luna. May I see the talisman, to summon miss Lina?"

"Yeah, let's have an existential debate in the middle of a battlefield. Fancy golden sunrise, screams of death, the fate of the world at stake. Ooh, I should try turning seawater into wine."

Xelloss opened one eye and just smiled in the most obnoxious way. He held out his hand for the talisman. "Come now, miss Luna. Lord Beastmaster is back there, distracting the gods while we talk. You've got mister Lyos, there's nothing to lose."

It was difficult to see from here, but Vrabazard seemed to chase Zelas, though e got stock on the curse every so other second. Xelloss worried anyway, despite his stiff smiling.

Zelas could catch up, but given the way her fight went ... not likely. Zelas survived because Vrabazard was blinded and infected, and she kept him from the island, but that took all of her.

Oh, what the hell.

Luna projected a claw and flicked Xelloss off of Filia's back. Then she tossed Lyos up, projected a massive dragon skull and encased him in it. Startled, Filia swayed in her flight, but Luna jumped off in time and landed on her skull.

"Okay then. We'll talk, but on my terms."

Filia settled on the skull too; it was a little too small for her to sit on, but she could hang off it. From her subspace, she conjured the angelsblood sliver.

"Here, miss Luna. Once Xelloss has done whatever he does to contact miss Lina, you can run a test."

Luna took the sliver and put it back into her clasp. Through those, she kept it active as a control item. Then she held out the greater shard to Xelloss.

He put the tip of his finger on it, causing a surge of power unlike Luna could name. It went through the walls of the world and for a moment, she felt the fabric of reality.

The projection around his finger cracked; he wasn't in his element using holiness. The connection almost broke, but Luna copied it and held on. The talisman floated between them, held by Luna's power but controlled by Xelloss.

On the other end, radiant gold passed the worlds.

Luna felt she had to do something to pull her closer, but didn't know what. Xelloss did it for her.

In a cloud of dusty gold, Lina burst from the talisman, spectral and shiny in a way Luna would swear was for effect.

"You better have a good reason to interrupt my sleep," Lina said, scratching the back of her head. She wore a simple shirt and strange pants, like she'd just popped out of bed. Sloppy as ever, though she wore bracelets and a belt with talismans.

Okay, maybe not for effect.

Lina's weary expression changed to cold when she took a closer look.

Luna wasn't used to a Lina who did not cower before her.

"What is she doing here?" The sound held contempt, but above all, dismissal. "Wait, never mind. Xelloss, Tel al-Metaliom."

"It's called Har Megiddo now, but yes, I understand."

"Elmegiddo," Lyos hollered from below. "Hey, Lina, get your ass back in this world."

"Okay, enough! Why is Luna here and why are you all in the middle of the sky above the—why the hell is the pillar on? And why is Lyos in your skull?"

"Well, that's a very funny story." All of Xelloss's fingers went up for a count down and he continued, "Valgaav is back. He probably stirred up the war, manipulated all of us and now controls two pieces of Shabranigdu. Valgaav's still planning to remake the world and had both talismans, but we have one back now. Unfortunately, miss Claire decided to be communicative with the dragons in an effort to up their survival chances or something like that, miss Luna wanted to either kidnap Lyos, tell Earthlord Rangort everything or destroy the island. It's rather poorly planned, and we just intercepted her. Miss Filia told miss Luna the plot but she may need some further prompting to, you know, not snitch us out to the wrong gods."

Lina had half a grin in sheer disbelief. "I can't let you people out my sight for just a few years, can I? Why is Valgaav back? What the hell is going on?"

Xelloss fell silent and looked at Luna and Filia. When Filia hesitated, Luna said, "Val was fake. He hid within his soul and steered Val through it. He's an agent of Volphied, but her drone is gone and he's operating on his own now."

She'd meant to keep it formal, but it got a fresh wave of pain from Filia regardless.

Lina caught on too and quickly changed the topic, "And I'm taking it there's a funny story like that about why Vrabazard and Valwin are twitching over the horizon?"

"They have been cut from the flow and gone a little mad as a side effect is misaimed pillar," Xelloss chirped. "Rangort's affected too, but not as badly as them. Oh, and speaking of ill gods, mister Lyos is affected by a partial Raugnut Rushavna. Though, he seems to have lost some of that to Vrabazard. See, miss Luna drew them in for whatever she wanted to do."

"Right." Now Lina really looked at her, and she was nothing like the frightened girl Lina had forged. For a moment Lina was nothing, least of all human.

Lina closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, sunk in thought. "And why, exactly? You want to be control? Did anyone offend you? Or is Lyos your new pet?"

"I don't do pets anymore."

"Oh really? Doesn't sound like it."

"... he's being someone else's pet. Holy power influences people to agree. I did it to Filia without meaning to, but Claire's doing it to Lyos intentionally."

"Bullshit," Lina said. "Claire was too weak and far away three years ago. We're not forcing him."

"Ridiculous? I've only been collared, sent half across the world on false pretenses to serve as brewing pot and there's a machine that fucks up my body and can make me go where i don't want. It shuts down my free will. Then I learn what the machine does," Luna snapped. "Taking that lying down would be ridiculous!"

"For the record, she learned it from Valgaav," Xelloss just had to add, the bastard.

"Valgaav lies as he breathes, Luna," Lina said. "He's been lying since the moment I met him! Why did you listen to him?"

"There have been a few unfortunate incidents that might conspire with miss Luna learning certain truths," Filia sneered.

"Whatever. Luna always does this, it's always about how she wants everything in her order. I'm surprised she hasn't tortured any of you. Come on Luna, where's the smirking and rage? Or is the cold shoulder your new tactic? Say something!"

"You could tell me what you want to hear, but I guess that ruins the effect, hmm?" Luna said.

"Very funny. Let Lyos go."

As grudgingly as Luna had to admit it, there wasn't any real reason to stop it now. She wasn't on the plate for sacrifice, so a revived god wasn't a threat to was pragmatic and didn't care for retribution or morality. Filia would set down her foot and refuse to do anything that Luna didn't want done to her. Luna didn't know Lyos well enough to really miss him, and with Valgaav out and about, ...

... she just didn't like the idea that maybe, Lyos didn't do it for the reasons she deemed right.

Right on cue, Filia said, "Miss Luna, you had a point about senseless sacrifice, but this is mister Lyos's choice. People will die unless we get the gods back in order. To have a chance at that, we need Ragradia."

Those were the reasons a great deal of others deemed right. Luna couldn't pretend to feel for faceless numbers, or maybe she did and cut it away. She would like the world back in order, though, and so ...

"Yeah yeah, been over that already. Lina, are you sure there's no way to not, y'know, do human sacrifice?"

"I was planning on looking into that from the moment it came up, but back then I didn't know we'd have rampaging gods while I'm stuck three worlds from home," Lina snapped, one thumb at the mess to their left.

"Are you even gonna be able to do this so far away?" Luna asked, oddly hollow. There wasn't anything left to feel.

"We won't know till we try," Lina said, showing her first smile. "Are you going to be one of my obstacles? Go on, give us an excuse to get rid of you."

Luna said nothing. Without her fury and ego, she had bare little to run on.

"Miss Lina, please don't. You can trust miss Luna on this. She's already backed down."

"The hell, Filia? How would you even know?"

"She promised me she'd try changing, and she's talking about options now, isn't she?"

Lina gave her a skeptical look, so Luna decided to talk, even if she didn't know what to say. "Filia's got some idea on me, I guess. We did a lot of dream sharing. I'll do it. I'll help you kill and revive gods, as long as I'm kept out of the results."

She let Lyos out, who climbed on her projection and kicked her. Hard. Astrally. With his arm missing, the curse covered less area and he had more of a mind on using his powers. Luna had to clench down the urge to rip off his other arm. Zelas could manage to hold in her rage, so could she.

"Hey, Lyos," Lina said. "I'd ask how you're doing, but I can see."

"I'm actually kinda better than before. Damn, I should have ripped off my arm earlier. What about you?"

"I'm the queen of witches here and I married the heir of the Gabriev family and the heir to the throne of Sailoon. I'm in a world that recognizes my genius and I have awesome powers. A bit low on the fortune, but working on that."

Wait. Waaaait. "You married two people?"

Xelloss scraped his throat. "May we discuss the legality of polyamory later? The sooner we revive the Aqualord, the sooner Vrabazard will stop trying to kill lord Beastmaster."

"We may," Luna said, more cheeky than was appropriate.

Xelloss snatched the talisman from midair and returned to his spot behind Filia's neck, the spectral Lina at his side.

"Luna, why don't you go meet miss Claire" Xelloss said.

"Is that a good idea?" Lina asked.

"Miss Luna won't abduct her too. Not now. Besides, miss Leyunso's around," Filia said, and then to Luna, "Be safe."

With that, Lina didn't grant Luna another look. Filia left her with detail on where Claire had last been seen and took off. Xelloss made a show of waving.

Some hundred miles from the island, Rangort had created a set of sky islands, which looked like smooth platforms from a distance but were more crude up close.

Luna had to look around, but soon found the right island. Maybe few hundred meters wide, most dragons here were the kind that could take human form. Claire was in their center, behind a barrier as she healed those that got injured by stray holy power.

Three angels were here, who went on high alert as they spotted her.

"Chill out," Luna said. "I tried to get Lyos away from Zelas, that's all, but it turns out she's on our side. The shit in hell was a big misunderstanding, blablabla, I'm going to see Claire."

Not waiting for an answer, Luna flicked one aside and easily dodged the other two, walked through the barriers, and tapped Claire on the shoulder.

Right now she had her middle aged form, most convenient for healing. Her patient looked up, but Claire didn't. "I have better things to do right now."

"For the record, I'm on your side now."

"I witnessed," Claire said. "A group of dragons has gone ahead to secure the island already, I am not done healing and you shall wait."

"Or I could just grab you and go ahead right now."

Claire smiled. "I'm fairly confident that should you try anything, I can undermine you. After all, I know how to open your soul gate."

Luna hoped she wasn't going to regret agreeing to Claire's plan to mindwalk Val.

"Shrink, you'll be easier to carry," Luna said.

Claire said shook her head. "No, I'll go with my dragons, thank you."

"Then why am—"

"How about another battle?" someone asked.

A darkskinned woman, bright clothed and with red dreadlocks stood behind her.

"I am here," the woman said.

Luna frowned. It sounded like a lie to her human ears, but through her astral perception she picked up nothing like that. Just a bland statement.

Her astral perception was more overwhelming than her meager physical senses, and pushed away the odd suggestion of a lie.

"Yeah, obviously you're here."

The woman lit up in a wide smile. "Oh my, I found another cheat code."

When Leyunso stepped forward and covered Luna's ears, Luna would've batted her away ... if not for the odd sensation something good happened. Being near her was overwhelmingly pleasant; it dulled little astral aches Luna had never known could be shut down.

"Listen only with your astral body. There is a curse on my words that means people cannot believe what I claim, but you won't fall for them."

Luna nodded numbly, projected something to block sound off her own ears, and the woman stepped back.

"Hello, you may call me Leyunso. I am known as the Sage of Siephied, and I once was Siephied itself."

That should have startled her, but Luna just nodded. It felt like the most natural answer in the world.

Leyunso signed her to step aside from the camp. Though under many eyes, Luna followed.

Once relatively alone, Siephied said, "You can leave Claire's safety to the dragons. Lyos is on shore already, he will keep her safe amid the devils and the cult. Now, Zelas cannot know I exist. I once, ahem, brainwashed her. It was convenient at the time, but now it is not, and I cannot take it back. She knows the Lord of Nightmares favors existence since a few thousand years, but can never put her finger on why," Leyunso said.

"And your point is?"

"She is on our side, don't you see? I'd like your help in carrying out my parental duties, and I need her for it."

"Not sure I wanna. I already saved Zelas today, or yesterday, not sure about timezones anymore. Anyway, quota met. If she dies here, good riddance. As long as Valgaav doesn't get her."

"She needs to control the machine."

Luna groaned. Zelas was one hell of a complication, getting rid of her would be the best solution but there just kept being reasons not to.

"Sounds wonderful, let's do it."

That made Leyunso snicker, right as it hit Luna. Leyunso would be bound to speak saying the opposite of what she meant.

"How do you usually speak with people?"

Leyunso just kept smiling and turned away.

"Are you somehow influencing me?"

"Not intentionally, but who knows? I never did pay much attention to you. People with the emotional maturity of a toddler aren't compelling at all." She sighed in bliss. "Though now I realize how great talking without word tricks is, I might put up with you."

Luna's telltale anger boiled up, but she met it with mistrust exactly because Leyunso had alluded to her emotional mutilation.

So instead of lashing out, and holding onto a promise to try better, she asked in an even voice, "How much ... how much emotions am I cutting away from myself?"

"A lot. You're the most quiet identity crisis I've ever seen. Don't stop now, we don't need you to destabilize either."

"Would I be?" Luna asked.

"It's hard to say whether it would be you."

Luna thought about that, realized she could care, and put in a corner of her mind for later. "Okay, let's go rack up Zelas's debt to me."

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