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The imp's nose was often a liar and yet her loyalty became enslaved to it in moments. The crawling yaret glanced back to the girl, looking over her shoulder for a muddied amount of reasons.

"Gift for Pharaoh Toula," the yaret surely promised with oh, so many, many nods to the child. Her baba would come forth any moment.

"We thank Him for His geeft. Name?" The vipers tail swished in quick sways that rumbled aloud violents amount of excitement.

A last check over the girls shoulder, and Legend's head turned to grab the peltskin away to obscure.