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Birds of Prey

Assembling all the birds of prey in the guild meeting room took more effort than Oritha expected. Apart from Oriole, who had to obey summons unconditionally, the other ladies took a while to convince. Damian sent his feeler robots out. Only three of twenty nano-roaches returned. The cyborg was depressed but couldn’t do anything to retrieve his nano-roaches as he was in the middle of a dungeon session with Zen.

“It’s a pleasure to meet everyone! I hope we’ll get along,” smiled a voluptuous gothic beauty with black wavy hair and grey eyes. The only thing on her with colour out of a monochrome scale was her bright red lipstick. At one glance, Oriole hated her already.

Rachel “Silver Tongue” Morose was well known in their industry for being a great translator. She was a polyglot who spoke over thirty languages and had many admirers. Her sensual nature and maturity made her appear older than she truly was. Even so, nobody dared to under
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