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Her auburn curls were tied up in a ponytail behind her, and she had a high nose. Her turquoise eyes were filled with the panic of someone who had messed something up.,The old sprite stood nearly two meters tall, its hands behind its back like a ghostly silhouette of deadwood against the moon. Its straight and rigid spine, as solid as a pine, radiated immense power.,The next moment, his voice lowered slightly, but it was still clear as it rang in Hayna's ear: "Although Avalon doesn't have the so-called 'nobility' of other countries, the descendants of the founders are equally noble. Without the sacrifice of those twenty founders, everyone would die - even the queen must respect the descendants of the founders."。