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"Yes, but is there anything else we have to fight?"
"Knowing our luck, there will be soon."
"Still, whatever's in that room might come in handy."
"But..." Araches paused and sighed. "Whatever."
There was a sudden rush of light as Araches quietly mouthed a few magic words. She, without turning from me, pointed to the door and snapped her fingers. A huge ball of flame shot out of the air in front of her hand and vaporized the door.
I peeked in. This room had a rather plush carpet, cheap wallpaper, and an overstuffed chair in a corner. The wooden table had a tea set on it, and the umbrella stand in another corner appeared to have a pogostick in it, all alone. There was a lamp in what used to be a corner before the wall was destroyed, and a suspicious lack of disintigrated things. It appeared this room was warded against magic.
Last edited by Risp; Jul 11, 2005 at 04:42 PM.
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