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She made a small giggle before her face turned serious,
"Amsuing, yes. But I cannot wait another day before we find that damn dragon's den," she looked around the dark foliage and sighed hopelessly, "Though I do not see how anyone could hope to find anything in a place such as this. No wonder black dragon's smell so bad," she shivered slightly and looked behind her at Avalon, who's snout was lowered slightly to the ground. They must be getting closer, the are around them was starting to slope downhill, and the stench of stagnant water reached her nostrils, almost causing her to gag, "I really hope we find him soon."
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