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... ed her tongue as another jolt of pain ran up her arm. She pulled back on instinct, releasing her focus. The small fragment of plant left behind by Visage of Titania tried to worm its way back into place in her wrist. Her lips curled into a snarl before she paused, frowned, and let out a soothing breath. Anger was a crutch, a false strength. It gives me nothing but a clouded mind. Calm. A relaxed spirit is what Visage responds to best. Breathe. She cleansed herself with a few more breaths before ...
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