Chapter 76
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“Step aside, boys,” Scylla declared, one hand on her hip as she strode toward the door. “You’re elite warriors, angels, demons, walking nukes… and a basic brain teaser has you stumped?”

“Basic brain teaser?” Emriel raised an eyebrow, arms folded. “I can literally feel a headache coming already.”

“Then leave it to us girls.” Elynora giggled, flipping her yellow hair over her shoulders. “Let’s give our brains a little workout.”

“Uhmm… I’m not great with riddles, but I’ll try my best,” Mildred said, stepping forward.

A loud yawn drew their attention. “I’ll be watching from the sidelines while you fry your brains,” Ragna said, plopping cross-legged on the bare floor, chin resting on his left hand, tail flicking behind him.

“I second that.” Emriel materialized a shadow chair and lounged in it, smirking.

“Tch, indolent y chromosomes,” Remael grinned. “Thank your stars we've got a book nerd with us.”

“Yeah, that’s right,” David boasted, eyes blazing with pride for his sister. “Scylla read al
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