Garia stared at Ivolethe, white-faced. Ivolethe grinned at Ryoka and flicked her eyes inside calculatingly. “However, if ye would leave food for me outside, I might consider blessing this place. A proper meal, though. Without iron, mind! And with lots of meat!” “I’ll uh, I’ll do that.” Wide-eyed, Garia watched as Ivolethe flew upwards and then
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