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... my memory hinted it should be. The pew seat was hard and unforgiving, but the air was warm and welcoming. Faint groans of discomfort drifted over from the infirmary side of the building, joined by my own as the priest took my slender shoulders in his hands.
"Regeneration," he cried.
As he chanted, a series of magic circles sprang into the air around me. They were weak and flawed, as all magic based on the inefficient chants was, but it was a fifth-circle spell regardless. I sigh ...
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