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... > Seems just saying the numbers out loud was enough. Barns turns around and finds himself face to face with Zelia. She's as naked as ever, her hair wrapped around her intimate parts in a long, flowing twist. Her feet don't touch the ground - she floats.

"You look quite different than I remember. A little shorter, perhaps?"

"Hah hah, very funny," Barns rolls his eyes. "Hey, the crab affinity. Did you do that on purpose?"

Zelia adjusts herself into a sitting position, thoug ...

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