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Plaxica 85/85
He nodded at the direction and nearly immediately shifted to owl form, ready to fly out, but then he turned to the druidess, whom it could be he was seeing for the last time.
"Thank you. I wish you good luck."
And with that he jumped and in mid air shifted flapping his wings at high speeds hoping that when he would reach the corpse of the slain dragon, he would not meet any opposition.
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