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Chapter Five
Chapter Five When the clock struck midnight, Incantation, Hopper, Sarah, and I stood in the garden at the back of the mansion, exactly where Thaumaturge had called us. The air was cold, but with the moon out, I had no trouble seeing my surroundings. We were all suited up and ready to go, even Sarah, who had somehow managed to stuff herself into a skintight red suit that left far too little to the imagination. I said nothing about that, though, because I didn’t want to bring Sarah’s wrath down upon me. Speaking of Wrath, he and Thaumaturge stood opposite us. Well, Thaumaturge did; Wrath was leaning against a nearby apple tree, casually eating an apple he’d plucked from its branches. Despite his nickname, I don’t think I’d ever seen Wrath get angry, though given how crazy he seemed, that w
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