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Chapter Twenty-One: Cutting Words
After Pita finally calmed down, and they all had a hearty breakfast, Elise decided she’d best get the bad news out of the way. Moltar, Elise, and Pita were standing together on the porch of the guild hall watching the new recruits toil away in the small training grounds they’d built when she said, in her plain manner, “So, I’m leaving.” “No! You can’t-” Pita started, grabbing at her cape as if he might pull her back in the event she tried to make a break for it. “It’s just for a little bit.” the white ranger said, holding her hands up. “I promise. I know things are really busy right now, but it’s for a good reason.” Before she could continue, Moltar spoke up. “You got a quest that gives you permission to enter the next zone.” Elise rewarded the oathbreaker with a sly smile, “Of cours
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