She yelled at more people than usual.
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"NO!"
Raj slammed paperwork onto a table.
"You cannot write your name as 'The Great Dragon Slayer'!"
The refugee looked offended.
"But I killed a dr—"
"No."
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The next person stepped forward.
Raj immediately pointed.
"If your name is something stupid too, leave."
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Alice watched from a distance.
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Raj was definitely coping.
Just not gracefully.
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Taai meanwhile—
Had become a walking construction crew.
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Every time Yggdrasil needed something moved—
Taai moved it.
Every time walls needed repairs—
Taai helped.
Every time laborers complained—
Taai carried twice as much just to make them feel bad.
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Nobody understood how he still had energy.
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Not even Taai.
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Then—
On the fourth day—
Someone arrived.
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A familiar face.
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The guards immediately recognized him.
The citizens recognized him.
Even the merchants recognized him.
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Tchoco.
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The man who chose to remain behind.
The man who dedicated himself to helping future drifters.
The man who always somehow knew where everyone was.
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When he entered the city—
The first thing he asked was: