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away. “We both know he hasn’t got the skills to make a wand, never mind the funds.” Wands were ridiculously expensive, the small pointy wood able to concentrate a spell a lot easier for the caster, resulting in fewer accidents. “He even told everyone how he is going to be given a special recognition for it from the Magicka!” Rose continued with a snort. “Yeah, maybe recognition for the worst witch in town. He has one of the worst track records in Paladin history.” “Yeah, you’re right.” Alice said, not quite believing it herself. “Come on blondie.” Rose put her arm around her again. “Let’s get you to your meeting. Don’t want you to piss off Grayson any more than he already is.” “I’m sure I can manage it.” Adjusting her neatly pressed collar, Alice stared at the clock on her grey cubicle wall, it was one of those Chinese novelty cats that every minute or so looked in the other direction. The realisation that something could go very wrong in the meeting was dawning on her. Not once in the last five years working under Dread had she been called into an official disciplinary meeting. Yes, she had had more than one warning over the years, but nothing as official as an actual meeting. The cat’s eyes moved to the left, its tail swinging beneath it. Swatting the blue ball floating lazily around her head she continued to stare at the cat, the eyes swapping to the right once more. Stupid bloody thing. She swatted at the blue flame again,
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