The guardian's face softens. "You remind me of my daughter." He opens the gates. "Be careful with the Wizard. He's not... what you expect." He touches your shoulder. "Good luck, little one."
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The guardian's face softens. "You remind me of my daughter." He opens the gates. "Be careful with the Wizard. He's not... what you expect." He touches your shoulder. "Good luck, little one."
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