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Slumped against the wall D'Aleen tears off a strip from the bottom edge of her cloak and wraps it tightly around her calf to stop the bleeding. Realizing her bow was dislodged from her grip with the initial explosion that shook them to the ground, she pulls her dagger from her side while the realization that she is almost helpless screams through her brain.
Suddenly she realizes one of her companions has cast a protective spell.....for the moment saving her from further harm. Thankfully she closes her eyes and tries to gather her strength.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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