[h2]Abigail[/h2]

"Someone said a shade escaped into this park. As its destruction has yet to be confirmed, I imagine that it must still be in here; there have been no other assaults in the area since," Abigail explained, gesturing for the small girl to follow her and leading the way into the park. The transformed dog had her head down as well, searching for a scent of something... negative? Hard to say; it wasn't as if Abigail herself could smell shades or what that might possible by compared to. "I hope it stayed away from the pond; I lack the attacks to effectively engage on the water. What about yourself, miss...?"

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