The Final Showdown
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The sounds of snarling and squealing, frightened puppies faded as she ran, replaced by the sound of her own paw-steps. The landscape blurred around her, turning the mass of rocks in the Grimwell area into an expanse of gray. She relied on memory and instinct to find the Aquilia's home, though slowed when she felt she was near. "Eeee-ze-kiel!" She slid to a stop, nearly running face-first into a rock wall.

She seemed to be in the right place; she recognized the painted skull and the raven perched atop it. "Ezekiel!" She panted, hoping he was here and not somewhere else. "Puppies... are... in danger."


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