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“Seduction,” I growled, shooting a nearby goddess with my Finger Arrow of Seduction. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, having to lean against the woman next to her for support. I thought that was hilarious, so I took aim and shot my Finger Arrow of Seduction again, at the next woman, adding a wink for good measure. She giggled, swaying on her feet. “Quit that,” Siret complained, reaching over me to slap down my weapon.”

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“Okay fine, I’m finished playing,” I lied. “We can go now.” “She’s lying. You need to keep an eye on her,” Aros warned, as Siret took my arm. He held me as though he didn’t really know how to touch me, just like when I had been disguised as Sienna. “I’ll behave,” I promised, as Siret shook his head. A moment before we disappeared, I made sure to shoot Aros with my Seduction finger-arrow one more time, and I caught his grimace just before the marble cave melted from view.”

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