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... quickly, I don't have all day."
Barron said spirals of flame swirled around his arms.
"As you wish."
In an instant, a bed of flowers covered the field, and the ground, which had seemed chaotic earlier, took on a heavenly appearance, the best way to conceal a lethal weapon.
Barron, unfazed, fired an orb of fire at me, sweeping the flowers away. A magic user so, interesting. The orb exploded on me, and the petals scattered, Albert jubilant.
"Well done, Sir ...
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