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... who-was-not-Needle hissed quietly, resonating a resigned [sadness]. I understood. I answered.
A column of blue fire spewed out from between my open jaws, wiping away a section of my mana cores reserves.
She asked again, and I answered again.
It was a familiar process by now. An important one.
The flames of [Mana Fire] danced, casting shining reflections over the surface of the black-water, tingeing it in shades of blue.
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