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Alma giggles.

"Who says I'm a little girl?"

"That hound had a piece of flint stuck inside it's eye. It's strange that something like that happened by accident...So, the only plausible option is that someone planted that sharp rock inside that beast, possibly to defent itself."

Alma stares at Vilsig.

"There is someone else in this island."

"Yea...I've even met an old woman here. She even built that hut next to which you found me."

Alma shakes her head.

"What I meant was...there is someone dangerous out there. I felt a presence...she was watching us...she was watching us!"

From her normal cold behaviour, after saying this words, Alma closed her fists in anger and started teeth-grinding.

<No, no it can't be her, I have no clue it could be her!>

Then, with another sudden change, she sights and returns calm once again.

*sigh*

<How far will this acting go?>

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