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Alys took off at a run, her companion running even faster.
Ceridwyn summoned a tremendous seething ball of magic, a grating sensation just below hearing coming from it.
And Ryanne stood her ground, knowing that the dragon was for her and that running was futile with it coming so quickly.
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