[Sora comes out of the pool, breathing heavily because she craves air. She's not meant to be amphibian, clearly enough, so after that she goes, sopping wet, to watch her comrades in misfortune tackle their own challenges.
You know what, since she's not busy right now suffering, she looks around. There had to be kind of a voice before, no? Any hint of who was it?]
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You know what, since she's not busy right now suffering, she looks around. There had to be kind of a voice before, no? Any hint of who was it?]