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Vincent:  "Prisca and Lamia should be about done settling things by now." Vincent said, looking down at the half dead Arakiya. She was completely exhausted, leaned up against a large tree with her legs kicked out, limp. It wasn’t exactly surprising; she’d single-handedly repelled a magic-stone cannon barrage with the power to annihilate an entire army, and to do so, she’d taken one of the Four Great Spirits into her small body. The consequences were dire; Arakiya had done it knowing full well that it might cost her very soul. Thus, Vincent’s plan succeeded, and Arakiya had been instrumental.
human
Vincent:  "It can’t have been easy. Prisca is blessed with good help—I’ll admit that much."
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Arakiya:  "I did it…for the princess…"
human
Vincent:  "Yes, I’m sure. I don’t doubt you." It was rare for Vincent to praise such loyalty. Nearly everyone who served the royal family was at least as loyal as Arakiya—some even more so. That included Vincent’s personal soldiers, who had been used as bait for the enemy, never knowing that Vincent himself had made a secret agreement with Prisca.
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Vincent:  "I suppose Chisha is going to give me a piece of his mind, though." Vincent muttered.