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... ng two blue spray bottles like guns, with my light ball floating above him. He squeezed the triggers at each intersection, releasing a liquid mist into the air. The spray’s sharp, herbal scent mixed with the tunnels’ earthy smell. I walked behind him, my job to call the wind. I summoned it, feeling it stir and whip through the passageways, carrying the potion into every crack and crevice. After a minute or two, we rushed in to convert the bugs into crystals. If any dared to keep moving, Al was q ...
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