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DANFIUS

The sounds of the forest got mixed to the sound of Ana’s panting. Her cheeks were red, her eyes bright. Sweat glistened at her brow, flowing down her neck as thin salty trails. Danfius watched her in silence, taking in the sight of her heaving breaths that made her bosom rise and fall beneath her soiled robes. Her legs shook, as did her hands. “You should stop. The knights are soon going to find out.” The white haired elven looked at him under her brow, catching her breath. “No, not yet. Can’t you see how weak we still are? We should use all the time we have, to increase our powers.” “You have alr