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"Ravenwood? That sounds familiar..." Kaz thinks, trying to recall Spree's exact past. It still seems so blurry... Slipping the ring onto her finger, she feels the scar begin to burn with a whitehot pain. Kaz grasps her hand, hoping the agony does not show on her face. Trying to cover, she gasps, "W-would you b-by any chance know a-a... Chani Ravenwood?"
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