8. Last Words (99) When the desk shattered, the magic circle, reagent, ink, and candle that had been on it fell down. Mixing like colorful raindrops. Sparks fall. Whoosh. The spilled candle soon became flames, starting to burn the canvas inscribed with the figure, the ink, and the reagent. The time needed until shock burst from Emma’s lips wasn’t much....
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