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... he wasn't sure what help the girl was referring to or who could help her with such an odd skill. But at this point, she was willing to try almost anything.

It was with equal parts surprise and chagrin that Bee followed Maranda into the Nighty Knights' training area. Of course. That was something she should have thought of herself. All these kids had extremely odd skills, most of them being completely unique and highly specific to their god. Of course, some of them probably had trouble ad ...

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