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50. Who is she
"What happened?" Sybil sat up on the bed she was sleeping in just a few minutes ago. Azriel was in her room taking care of her. "You collapsed outside when you tried to use your nature magical essence to help the tree grow," Azriel explained shortly looking at still pale Sybil. "So what happened exactly," Sybil demanded details. Her vision was still a bit blurry and she felt dizzy and was fighting the sickness of her stomach but she tried to focus her gaze on Azriel to make her speak. "Eleanor told me that you tried your powers on a small sprout to nurture it and help it grow. You weren't able to control the amount of the magical essence you poured into the land and almost drained yourself. If she wouldn't stop-" Azriel was interrupted the moment Sybil jumped into her words. "It wasn
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