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The man and his avian companion now departs the sand, shriveled by the undoing of the curse, watched afar by the elemantal couple with their thoughts of 'de-fanging' the palace's remaining traps.

"I hope he comes back one day! See how pretty we made the hideout!" The sylph floats aimlessly, carried by the ambient winds, content that the den now feels the reparative aura of her own demon energy. Just enough to make sure that none die in the land until they pull out every last trap within..