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The Kakuen holds his shoulders firm and shakes her head. It seemed she knew it wasn't safe. The Tyrant remained as she is.

The Kakuen grunts at the map and points westward. Towards the edge of the jungle, there was a massive collection of trees unlike any other.

The Glade, she insists.