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... hat did I just see? Was… was that magic?” Nyris gazed towards Lina. While the dragon mage was already swaying, ready to collapse, that did nothing to damage her dazzling image in his mind. Faced with her shower of flames, even a saint would instantly turn to ash if they were slow to escape.
“A spell from Flowsand.” Agamemnon was clearly the more discerning of the two.
It was only then that Nyris glanced towards Flowsand, completely stupefied. He suddenly remembered something and coul ...
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