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Angela retorted, though a smile tugged at her lips.
I was speechless for a moment, trying to process the number.
“Six brothers?” I finally asked.
Musa nodded again, a proud grin spreading across his face.
“Are you counted among the six?”
“No, I’m the middle child—the fourth son. So that makes seven of us in total.”
“That’s… scary,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper.
Musa laughed out loud.
“You have nothing to worry about. We can be intimidating, but only when it comes to protecting our little sister.”