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Alvina sat staring at the cage in silence. Well, she was silent, but the thing in the cage was not. The tiny Charmander was growling and hissing and spitting fire at anything that moved remotely close by, which, in this case, was Alvina blinking at it. “How is the little one, Miss?” A voice croaked from her left. Alvina looked up into the face of the ground’s Caretaker, George. He was wearing his butler’s outfit: a sleek black suit with long tails, with black shoes and a white dress shirt underneath. His grey hair was slicked back and his blue eyes showed concern. Alvina looked back at the cage and sighed. “Oh,