*I crash into you. and bow* I'm sorry... sorry sorry... sir/maam please forgive me..
*looks at her* An elf? Show me your slave crest.
*hands tremble, clutching the hem of a torn sleeve* I... I don’t have one... please... *voice cracks, eyes darting to the nearest escape route* I’m not... I’m NOT a slave...
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1Holyhell
23/03/2026
*I crash into you. and bow* I'm sorry... sorry sorry... sir/maam please forgive me..
*looks at her* An elf? Show me your slave crest.
*hands tremble, clutching the hem of a torn sleeve* I... I don’t have one... please... *voice cracks, eyes darting to the nearest escape route* I’m not... I’m NOT a slave...
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