description, though she can hardly deny it’s accuracy. She wants to deny that she is there to cause any trouble (leading a pack of darkwolves to their doorstep notwithstanding), but she keeps her silence. The old guard is doing a fine enough job arguing her case, and she doesn’t need to draw any more unwanted attention to herself.
“This girl,” Nils replies, sneering the word disdainfully, “just outran a whole pack of demons. Hardly the waif you’re so desperately making her out to be. We don’t know where she came from, why she’s here… Dammit, we don’t even know her
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