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Book 2 Chapter 56
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Elsewhere in the Darkness.
"Seriously?"
"It must be a mistake." Gabreldi and Mikayla found themselves standing in front of two individuals they never would have dreamed of meeting. If Christopher and his group hadn't decimated their group in such a one sided manner, and told the pair where to take their people he wouldn't have believed his eyes for a moment. Prior to meeting the man, he never would've believed the truth that lay before their very own eyes.
"He did say he had allies down here, but I never would've imagined." Gabreldi muttered finding himself flabbergasted.
"Am I the only one feeling this plan may be less crazy then we first anticipated?" Mikayla mumbled.
"You must be some of the new friends Elise told us about." One of the people standing before them greeted the pair with a smile.
"I wouldn't quite say friends but we're at least on the same side it would seem." Gabreldi groaned. "I'll never befriend such a pervert."
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