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By the time the battle finally ended, all but a few of the fleeing pirates had met their end. The relentless arrows of the elves and the wrath of the raging spirits had left them no chance for escape. Only a handful managed to survive, but Caron wasn't particularly concerned.
The Queen wouldn't let any of them live, he thought confidently.
That meticulous Queen would never leave things to chance. Moreover, Ifrit had already been dispatched to sink every last one of the pirates' ships. Without a vessel to flee on, their chances of escaping the forest was zero.
Miracles weren't granted to the likes of them—not here, not in this forest.
"Well, that aside…" Caron murmured as he turned his gaze to the prisoner seated before him, shackled and subdued.
The naga wore enchanted elven cuffs that radiated the power of Spirit Magic, along with restraints designed to seal its magic. In such a state, there was no trace of danger emanating from the creature.
"I hear you asked to see me?" Caron asked.
They were in Eär Village. The other captured nagas remained bound outside the village, restrained in the same manner as this one. Every possible variable had been accounted for; there would be no sudden incidents.
"Caron, nagas aren't to be trusted," Orion said coldly, standing beside him. His sharp eyes bore into the naga with an intensity that carried undeniable hostility. He continued, "You may...
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