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Chapter 36
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They had to know. They needed to know.
Mai walked and trembled through the long hallway of fiberglass and metal, and other materials she didn’t care to name off right now. There were voices at the end. She knew these voices, and they were the ones she sought after. She turned left into the main room where she presumed the League met regularly.
“Blaze and Rampart reported nothing there,” said Walter. “Anything in Striga Isle?”
“Nothing that I’ve seen,” answered War Lagoon.
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