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The Fallen Royals III
{You better have a plan.} ‘I do.’ {What is the plan?} ‘To run.’ Drake answered her, before releasing Lucia’s hand as he quickly slid in between the legs of one of the guards, running up the wall before landing on the stairs, moving up and rushed down the hall, as he recognized the liume signature of Rico and Christa in one of the rooms, as he opened the door in a hurry, he saw them lying on the ground with the purple mist being very thick in the room with a silver haired man, wearing only black and two others, that looked like siblings as they both had quite similar face structures and wearing matching green and white, color scheme. {This looks bad.} The entrance to the room was blocked by a few guards. Because of the number of footsteps approaching, they were twelve, and he didn’t l
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