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"No! Not that Emery, please You don’t understand--" Isaias pinched the casing in his hand and jerked, trying to throw it It hit the desk and bounced back, hitting his side instead

A puff of green was all the warning the spell gave It ate through Isaias’s shirt like acid and into the skin of his stoainst theEmery had just constructed Emery’s heart ached, but not because the spell had been intended for him In that moruesomely in order to save himself This was the ht Eifts Call him sentimental, or a plain fool, but it killed him to see his mentor leave the world like this Didn’t matter what Isaias had done

"End it," Eht "End his suffering"

A bolt of lightning blasted down fro cut off suddenly

The wind died down and silence filled the room

Heavy-hearted, Emery stripped away his spells froht," Solas said as she stepped aside

He didn’t ure, of sorts Regardless of the lies he told, for good or bad, he et around that"

"I see And when youand back to the gateway betorlds This had been a detour A lingering question Isaias had nothing to do with the guild members whose names he’d collected thus far With the war Ehting with everything he had

It was tiun that had killed his brother, knew the office that o He would visit that office in Seattle to start collecting more information Frouild," Emery said, "they will rue the day they tore apart ainst the dirt ay I jued to grab hter around my chest mid-spin My reactions were at once fast and useless, soo

"You’re so juhbor on h She brushed her short dirty-blonde hair out of her round face as she surveyedyou around"

There probably were ghosts following me around How should I know? There were certain experiences that changed you, plain and siical couple’s kitchen after a retreat-turned-bloody-battle and learning from theo through that and then return to reality as you knew it Because even if everyone I’d talked to in New Orleans had been lying in soullible, let’s have so ball of fire behind Reagan There was still that inexplicable gothic church out in the middle of nowhere And, oh, I don’t know, the cauldron spitting out patterns and colors that turned people into zoht

Because yes, it had been explained to e turn a bunch of unsuspecting woirl who had, until that point, lived a boring, uneventful, dull life of routine

Whicha set of instructions without a description or even a title--lesson learned--and two, zombies were real They weren’t caused by a super virus or an experiic By a potion that was stored, clear as day, inaround with ers froe