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Chapter 3, Page 27 (3.27.139)

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Start ID: The boy grips his bow again, nocking it with an arrow and carefully aiming it upwards-- when Nania grabs his wrist, slamming his arm down.

The boy glares at her, but keeps his expression and tone measured.

“Let go of me,” he says. “This is a difficult shot to make. If I miss, they’ll escape.”

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Chapter 3, Page 22 (3.22.135)

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Start ID: The Angra boy’s opponent is now revealed.

It is a massive hercules beetle, far larger than him. Its upper horn rests directly in front of the boy’s arrow tip, both paused… for the moment.

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Chapter 3, Page 26 (3.26.138)

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Start ID: The beetle takes off-- and already grappling it, Elian is forced to hang on tightly as he lifts off the ground, the trees below becoming tiny.

Far below, Nania looks on in shock and alarm, and yells “ELIAN!”

The Angra boy appears annoyed, as he mutters “Stupid idiot…”

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Chapter 3, Page 1 (3.1.114)

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A page done in a dreamlike lineless style, with no panel borders or speech bubbles.

The only image is a very young Elian, pre-transitioning, appearing to be sleeping on their side. Clothes are in the typical shades of red, but now also covering the chest while the leggings go down to the ankles. Likewise, the wavy brown hair is longer, reaching the shoulders.

Against the black background is white text, adult Elian’s narration.

“One night when I was little… I dreamt I heard a voice,” it reads.

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Chapter 3, Page 15 (3.15.128)

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“”Breakfast in bed’? This is an enough to feed an army, idiot, I can’t eat all this!” Fawya states, unamused by Elian’s sense of humor.

Elian leans his head back. “Who says it’s only for you?”

Fawya’s eyes widen in shock. “After all you ate for dinner!? When do you not eat?” She grabs one of the cups, letting herself appear annoyed again. “I’m still annoyed you tricked me last night.”

“Aw… was hoping you’d forget,” Elian muttered.

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Chapter 3, Page 23 (3.23.136)

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Start ID: Movement.

The boy tries firing his arrow, and it instantly ignites. The beetle jerks its horn, sending the arrow totally off trajectory, missing the beetle entirely. Then the beetle, too, is shoved slightly away from the boy as Elian slams into it with his full body weight.

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Chapter 3, Page 17 (3.17.130)

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“And ya got the gall to complain about the noise the bugs make--?” the then-thirteen Elian asks, once more walking through the Deep Woods. The mud and blood have now been cleaned off him, his wounds healed, and the cut on his left cheek healed over into a scar still present on the adult Elian.

But this time, he’s not alone on his excursion, as Nania interrupts his ranting. “It’s piercing-- c’mon, Elian-- and c’mon, it’s my first time outside the city. This is all really new to me. It’s exciting.”

They both pause, looking up at the sun filtering through the tree branches.

“S’true,” Elian concedes. “Barely anyone goes into the woods, but there’s a reason for that, y’know.”

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