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"Boss! Boss! I found a big bone!" Delta chirped, wagging her tail so hard it kicked up a small sandstorm.

"I require... nourishment," Cid whispered, standing up with deliberate, slow movements. "The kind that does not draw the eye." 4. The Conclusion "I require

began frantically scribbling in her notebook, titled The Chronicles of Master Shadow , interpreting his nap as a "strategic slumber to deceive the heavens." The Conclusion began frantically scribbling in her notebook,

"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?" titled The Chronicles of Master Shadow

Cid sighed, keeping his eyes half-closed. "Delta, I am currently 'Cid the Mediocre.' Mediocre people do not talk to demi-human warriors in broad daylight."