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"Of Days Past" by chimie119
Ria's spirit glow flared, as expected. "I don't need a knight! I can take care of myself. Look!" The Draik brandished her now-empty potion bottle like a weapon, pointing the mouth away from her. She began to chant a spell, stumbling a bit over the ancient words, and ball of fire appeared in the bottle, pulsing and growing with every word...

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