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Chapter 41
Olive's POV Atria was with us within a literal blink of an eye but she ignored our questioning looks, peering into the grave. There lay a once vibrant trader who had actual air in his lungs and blood flowing through his veins. "This one will do just fine", Atria clapped her hands in glee. I gave her a surprised look, wondering how she could be happy with seeing a half rotten dead person. "What will you do? Conjuring?",I asked mainly due to curiosity. I had no interest in magic whatsoever but the word 'conjuring' had come up a few times. Atria scoffed. "Conjuring is really dangerous magic and can backfire", she warned. "I couldn't waste such precious and difficult magic on a person like Ethan", she stated. "No offense", adding just in time as she addressed the Luna Queen. "None taken
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