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... l eyes focused as she held out her palm.
Lor leaned against a dusty desk, his black hair falling over his hazel eyes, his grin subtle but ever-present.
The twerking ritual had been a success—Olivia's flushed face and shaking legs proved it—but now it was time to deliver on his "Guiding Light" promise.
"Create the fire which you had used earlier," Lor said, his voice calm but authoritative, as if channeling some ancient wisdom.
Olivia nodded, her brow furrowing. ...
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