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The Raid I
Franbel and Rico had been staring at each other for the past thirty minutes without exchanging any words. It was suffocating for Franbel, but how could he talk to Rico without giving himself away to him? His body language was unreadable, just like his facial expression. So Franbel knew that he would have no luck finding out what was going through his mind, and it annoyed him greatly. He looked away from Rico’s stare, glancing outside, watching the citizens of Shason flying around with their wings fluttering around as they moved around in the air. They looked so free, compared to him, everyone else was happy, but they weren’t in his shoes, so it was understandable. Franbel looked everywhere but at Rico, even going as far to study the crimson-colored walls, the huge bed with lace silk that
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