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Cid walked away, his cape (which he wasn't wearing, but felt like he was) fluttering in the imaginary wind. Another day of successfully being "normal" was in the books.

"But it's a very big bone," she insisted, dropping a massive, slightly charred monster femur onto his lap. 2. The Seven Shadows Intervene Cid walked away, his cape (which he wasn't

Cid blinked. Actually, I just stayed up late practicing my 'cool mysterious voice' in the mirror, he thought. But out loud, he gave a cryptic, low-pitched hum. "The threads of fate are... tangled, Alpha." 3. The Misunderstanding Escalates But out loud, he gave a cryptic, low-pitched hum

"Delta, stop bothering Shadow-sama," Alpha said firmly. She turned to Cid, her eyes gleaming with misplaced reverence. "I assume this 'napping' is actually a form of deep meditation to refine your mana circuits against the coming Diablos Cult threat?" and Beta had joined them.

Alpha took this as a grand tactical command. Within minutes, and Beta had joined them.