Walking the inner corridors of Choral Castle was a bittersweet experience for Asch. His "family" had long since abandoned the summerhouse to rot, giving him the freedom to taste a rare bit of nostalgia without the threat of being spotted. Much of it was changed, thanks to Van, but the feel was the same as it had been when he was a child.
Alas, he
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“EEEEP!!” The Dark Wings scrambled over one another in a mad dash toward the entrance. Asch did not feel well enough to go after them. He was tired and hungry and sick to hell of their crap. He’d be sure to break a few bones when next they met.
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