Tac hung dropped to the stone floor, stood up straight. Clasping ten fingers together tightly, he pursed his lips, stretching his arms as hard as he could. The bracelets on the wrists were loosened and then dropped onto the stone floor. Your lack of planning is not my emergency mug. In just a moment the blonde giant had stretched his shoulders upright on his feet. He looked around and realized that there was no one around the altar. Where the ferocious man and girl had gone is unknown. Just then, from behind the shrine came a choked cry.
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