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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 1900328" data-attributes="member: 761">You barely avoid your raging opponent's blow as you focus your magical energies in your hand. Three little stars, very similar to the ones above you, appear in the palm of your hand.And as little shooting stars, they rush to your enemy, your mirror image.The first one hits him on his right shoulder, dislocating it with a loud crack, that echoes through your own body.The second one hits him on his stomach, knocking the breath out of him and making him fall to his knees. As he looks up to you again, you see something new in his eyes - respect, maybe?-. He chuckles, and a trickle of blood escape his lips. "And I thought you were the weak one..."The third one hits him on his forehead, erasing the mark the fire left on him, as what life remained in him is extinguished.Everything falls silent in the desert as George's dead body hits the ground.Then a gentle breeze rises, and his body dissolves in a thin, red smoke. As you breathe it, you realize that maybe now you're stronger. Maybe finally you know who you really are. The pain and the mark in your hand fade away, like they were never been there. And a voice ring in your ears.Remember. Remember that you can take the right decision. Never lose your faith in this. Tell your friends too. Remember.The smoke around you gets darker and darker, till you're in the shadows. Then, the cloud that blocked the sun is carried away by the wind, and you see Grey with his paws on his nose, and a rather offended honey bee buzzing away. You can't help but chuckle, as as you do, your experience in the desert buries itself deep in your subconscious, disappearing from your mind. The pain in your ankle is gone as well.Your wall is nearly done, you only need to darken the sky a bit.</blockquote>

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