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"You've been impressively getting better," Free uttered as he looked at the moving knives and all the chopped ingredients on the table while Callie was at the side and stirring the soup continuously. "You improved your spells and by what, cooking?" Callie grinned widely and scoffed as if sounding almost too proud with what she did and what she had improved with the three days that she was just in the kitchen and cooking for everyone. There was really something to be proud of. "What can I say? I have not-so-helpful companies with me, I don't have anyone but myself," she replied as she flickered her eyes to Free with a grin on her face like she was telling him that he should be proud of her because she had done something without his help. "You can just tell it to this smelly cat's face
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