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“Uh, what was that? If I don't come back, who

else will bring flowers to your grandmother?”

Lira grumbled while lightly hitting Kian's arm.

Kian laughed harder this time, but their laughter

soon stopped when there was a loud bang from the south.
The previously calm sky was suddenly filled with the

sound of booming voices, like an approaching storm.

“What is it?” Lira stood up with a worried face.

Her eyes widened, looking towards the source of the
sound.

“I don't think it's good,” Kian replied in a wary

tone. He quickly stood up, gripping his small knife
tightly. “You just wait here.”

“Uh, no! I'm coming! Do you think I'll just sit
here and wait?” Lira had already prepared a wooden

stick from her basket.

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