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"What’s this? Just another weirdo joining the party?"
Thanks to that damn sister of mine, Erik has gone full arrogant-mode again.
Not that I care, but I wish he’d at least make a proper move when it counts.
Speaking of that damn sister, Miley-neechan is staring intently at Erik and the others.
"Those kids… not bad. Not quite on Alfis’ level, but…"
"They’re all summon-bearers. Perfect re
Erik grabs Iok’s shoulder—and his skin faintly discolors.
"GYAAAH! M-My apologies!"
"Good. Never question me again. Now—let’s take them on together."
Iok stands beside Erik, facing us.
They’d live a little longer if they just gave up now.
"Alfis, your big sister’s a bit tired, so I’ll take a break."
"Yeah. Luciel, it’s just us now."
Miley-neechan’s yawning, but she’s probably just staying to watch our fight.
Not that I’d ever let her handle everything anyway.
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