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"Wilson is right, Alma. You shouldn't be so impulsive." Marcy says.

Alma glares at her.

"How dare you give me an advice? Who..."

She vacillates, and for a moment her eyes loose focus.

"...who...who do you think...who do you think you are?"

With a sad expression Marcy says:

"You could get yourself killed if you continue this behaviour."

Everett slowly sat down, and began writing once more on the arcane symbol it made, whilst taking out another sheet of paper and writing on it as well. Scribbling on the sheet, it showed the words it has written on it to the group.

 

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