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conversations.value:  At some point, it began to rain.
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conversations.value:  “There you are!” Noticing a gap in the rainfall, I fired off a fire arrow. The moment I hit them, they and the other three children became visible. It seemed this fourth child had been the one using the magic. I pulled down their black hood and was shocked by what I saw.
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conversations.value:  “Such a young child… Clément, how could you?” The child, unconscious and drenched with rain, couldn’t have been much older than Claire. To be forced to commit such violent acts at such an age… It was terrible. I was sure Clément was the one behind this. There were rumors he had a hand in human trafficking, and it was hard not to imagine these children were a part of that.
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conversations.value:  “Just you wait. I’ll make sure you’re free soon.” I laid the child down and went to check on the others. I had held back some, but there was no knowing where I had struck them. I couldn’t use healing magic, so I planned to just give them basic first aid. But as I neared the first child—
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conversations.value:  “What? !” A hail of ice arrows rained down on the children and me.
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