You keep walking through the bright lands nervously until you see a group of people in the distance… military? It would make sense since your masters were enemies and you were at the border… within said group of people one person stood out… a man with brownish-gold hair, hazel eyes, black glasses, and a white shirt with a tie while holding a book… the heroes. The chosen ones. You sat down at a distance, Evan noticed you, he spoke to his friends “I-Is… that the enemy’s lapdog?”
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