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“According to our intelligence, we’re only a half day behind you.” Her voice barely clears the cicadas. “Have you caught my scent yet, I wonder, Dread Wolf?”
He doesn’t answer, and the Graves don’t see fit to share his secrets with her.
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Crime and Punishment ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky // Naruto Chapter 402 - Final Words ~ Masashi Kishimoto
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“What is the old dalish curse? May the Dread Wolf take you?”
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