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Okay... Where is she? One moment, she was following the smell of fish and the next. She was in a box, with something tied around her neck. Laon goes to let out a small growl and frowns as whatever she was stuck in was preventing her from moving through. The Gumiho lifts a hand to examine the claws, allowing them to extend as she goes at once to ( Read more... )