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Anurial's Furry
Anurial was already before the King’s throne when she turned around she saw warriors of the kingdom of Wessex surrounding her. Christie who cannot be seen by anyone except Anurial said, “How do you get out of this now?” “They are no match for the people I have fought with in the past!” Anurial replied. “Who are you talking to?” the King asked Anurial. “I am here for my friends and I demand to see them now!” Anurial replied. “No one talks to the King that way and goes free,” Christie said to Anurial. “I am not like the mortals,” Anurial replied. “I have told you, I am a goddess,” Anurial added. “Who are you talking to?” the king asked Anurial. “I demand to see my friends now,” Anurial replied. “And if I refuse?” the king replied as he stands up from his throne. “Then you will feel Anurial
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