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... cival stood a few hundred feet away, looking back at him. The third-year student had his hands in his pockets, his jacket flapping softly.
Godfrey was about to wave at Percival when he saw Grace charging up a strike. His eyes, and those of his friends, widened as Grace breathed a huge stream of thick white mist; a mist that froze an army of undead!
"Is he mad?!" Percival exclaimed. He watched as Godfrey stood there while the breath reached him. It covered him in a huge heap of sn ...
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