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You quickly congratulate Fooruman on having a purpose in life. "Anything okay?" you ask L33tz4n.
"My head didn't explode. That's okay," she says sarcastically. You can see her shoulder better, and it looks like she was cut by a piece of flying scrap metal.
"I can heal that with my ancient Shaman magic," you tell her, trying to hide the fact that you don't know any ancient Shaman magic. Shuriken and Fawriel both turn to see what you do.
"Shaman magic?" Shuriken asks, "I thought you just did that doll thing."
"And you c-can't do healing magic; I wouldn't be special anymore!" Faw cries.
You aren't really all that sure how Shaman magic works, but dancing around and waving your arms seems like a good place to start. You hop around a little and wave your arms like a maniac. Everybody seems to be expecting something, maybe some magic words. Lacking anything better to say, you scream "heal!". Not surprisingly, nothing happens.
"Could you... stop that," L33tz4n asks, "it's kind of scary."
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