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“He is called Aran, but his full name during his time among you was Aranthar.”
“Ree—can I call you Ree?” Aran asked, buckling on his spellblade. “No.” “Ree,
Deal with circumstances—” “—as they are, not as I wish them to be.”
“Well, my granddad said if you’ve got an axe, and you ain’t got nothing else, then every problem looks like a sugar tree.”
“Give me a slice of Shayan layer cake,” Nara ordered. The disk flashed, and her cake appeared. “This is incredible.” “And it breaks several laws of physics,” Pickus said, entering behind Nara. “But this thing can make chicken wings, so I don’t really care.”
