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/Thud…/
Kuddan placed the box in his hands on a table before turning to Dale.
/Cough.../
He coughed lightly, ready to begin.
His aura seemed different from usual. He was focused and sturdy, intent on performing whatever he had in mind to the utmost efficiency and precision.
Usually, Kuddan was laid back; he had his pride and authority, but as an old man, he didn't bother with as many things as he once did, opting to enjoy the present more than to worry too much with whimsical things.
"I'll explain what I'll be doing before we begin. Please, let me know if you wish to proceed with it after hearing it."
"I'm not here to impose anything onto you, nor should you feel obliged to follow my ideas."
