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"Fond of burning us at the stake, are you? Try a taste of your own medicine!" Certain areas of Neotellus regarded sorcery as profane, such as the one where Frantza lived. However, she refused to yield to their paranoia. With a row of magical candles upon her arm, she traveled to the city and incinerated the barracks before they could gather another round of victims.
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