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they set off across the floor of that great desolate plain, and the harpies wheeled higher and higher overhead, screaming and screaming. But they kept their distance, and the Gallivespians flew above, keeping watch.
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"What hour?" asked the boy.
"The hour of separation," Light answered, sadly.
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