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Rolling waves crashed upon the beach, each notes a celestial lullaby whispered upon the sands. It was on this idyllic canvas that Aria, Cass, and Zara decided to take a short-lived respite from their whirlwind crusade because they understood the value of rejuvenating their spirits prior to continuing their noble battle.

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