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Turning around at the sudden voice, gaze ripped from the weapon to the newcomer, a small grimace at the word monster but otherwise seemingly curious of her. “ You know of it ? “, maybe it was common knowledge, but ability to sense its power aside, Gran couldn’t say anything about the bow that Sierokarte hadn’t informed them of first.
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"Mhm, it belongs to me, out of all people,” she confesses half jesting. The bow itself is something familiar to the Eternal. Only a monster such as her could wield and yield it. Alas, a boy like him... to be able to withstand touching it long enough..
“Perhaps you are born to be a monster too, just like me.” Once again she lets out a grim jest, one wouldf find it unfunny. “I’m looking forward to fightyou to death.”
