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craved、 his own locked on the archon’s every movement、 every shift of their eyes . alas、 no matter what was revealed through his golden orbs、 the protector would 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 allow himself to address .
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“ ... 𝖎 am merely listening to you、 honored archon、 ”
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“ 𝖎 have overstayed my welcome、 you have given so much of your time already、 i shall take my leave now and return to my duty . ” https://t.co/Dd1YY7x30C
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