Mel felt that shifting and quickly pulled her hand away before the spell could root too deeply. Her eyes went wide as she rubbed the palm of her fingerless glove against her pant leg. "What kind of spell was that?" she asked, snapping to hide how shaken she was, to hide that shew as fighting herself to snap at someone who was clearly her friend.
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Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:02 (UTC)