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Nothing lasts forever. If you've made up your mind, the Masked Troupe shall not hinder your path. From this mo…

Nothing lasts forever. If you've made up your mind, the Masked Troupe shall not hinder your path. From this moment forth, our fates part ways. When we meet again, let our swords be the only words—no need to speak of old bonds.

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