"Adelai- he's my familiar, and..." Speak of the devil, a small group of ten or so penguins is now making their way over from another direction. They look confused. "...And he's late," he sighs, arms crossed. "It's already dealt with!" he calls out to the small army.
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"Adelai- he's my familiar, and..." Speak of the devil, a small group of ten or so penguins is now making their way over from another direction. They look confused. "...And he's late," he sighs, arms crossed. "It's already dealt with!" he calls out to the small army.
The penguins give a groan in reply.