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... hemist’s Tower.
Isabella sat at her workbench, having been here all night.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was a tangled mess, and her hands trembled with exhaustion. But none of that mattered.
Because there, clutched in her fingers, was the fruit of her labors. The culmination of countless hours of research, experimentation, and sheer, stubborn determination!
The wand!
Isabella held it up to the light like a divine relic, marveling at its sleek, polishe ...
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