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A dying friend
Jake’s conscience was already burdened with Yolen’s death and now even Zill stood on the precipice of the mortal world. Only a strong healing spell or potion could save his life. Though Jake had access to a skill called Spring of Life, he knew it could not be used for healing magical wounds. The book which Melos had given him had clearly mentioned that the healing waters of the Spring of Life could only heal wounds and injuries inflicted by physical attacks. Even though he knew it would be futile, Jake decided to give it a shot. He jumped to his feet and shouted, “Spring of Life”. Immediately a fresh water spring burst forth from the ground. He carried Zill in his arms and placed him near the source of the water. Cupping his hands together, he collected the water in his palms and poured
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