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Elayne immediately heard the same refined laughter from Elisa. Though the two girls were so different, they both carried the spirit of a spoiled young lady.
In Elayne's mind, Elisa's appearance oddly overlapped with Chalk's, despite the latter being much taller and distinctly unique.
Elayne smiled softly, a wave of relief washing over her. Saving those children had been her greatest accomplishment before her death—the one thing that granted her a small measure of peace.
She still worried about them and whatever hardships they faced, but she knew those kids were resilient. They would survive.
"Chalk, please understand. These are our guests," Blank sighed. "They are the Undead serving Lady Yaga."
