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Cillian produced a fountain pen, handing it to her with a faint, enigmatic smile. "Every word of it is true, Lyra. Unlike Kael’s promises, my contracts are legally binding."
He turned to his confused bodyguard. "Contact the board of directors. We are pivoting from real estate to heavy munitions and experimental biotechnology. Also, find out if this world has any ley lines. I need to see if I can manufacture synthetic mana." "But... the plan for Kenji?" the bodyguard stammered. Cillian produced a fountain pen, handing it to
“He never loved you, Haruka. Only I can provide for you.” Cillian produced a fountain pen