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❝Quirrel!❞
Could the bug not see what he was trying to do? He had stolen this book, caused an unnecessary scene to make amends. And now he was being turned away?!
Shouldering open the door with a great slam, Pale King did not have to think twice on where to go with the anguished swirl of thoughts burning bright somewhere outside.
The back door stood wide open.
He rushed after Quirrel even as a muted part of him pointed out the absurdity of chasing down a bug in order to apologize. Quite counterproductive, no? it chimed as his wings snapped open to take flight. You're only going to frighten him more. Spiraling into the air, Pale King clutched the stupid journal to his chest.
Counterproductive? Perhaps. And yet the audacity of refusing Pale King's, his!, apology spurred the Wyrm on. Quirrel could run but he could not hide.
