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Chapter Twelve: Lindsey's Training
“Dusty, Alexander!” Lindsey’s voice echoed off the walls as she skidded to a stop in front of them. “Look,” she announced with pride as she hefted a giant bag in front of them. It bulged with odd shapes and glowed a rainbow of colors. “I made more weapons.” “Weapons?” Alexander abandoned Dusty and went to Lindsey’s side. “These are not any weapons I’m familiar with, Lady Lindsey.” He pulled out a flask that glowed bright red and inspected it. “How curious, it’s even growing warmer as I touch it, intriguing.” Lindsey grinned. “Apparently that word magic is useful for this kind of thing.” She smirked over at Dusty then noticed his guts and bruises. “Dusty, what happened to you?” She reached out to him but he waved her away. “Linds, you did this?” he asked as he inspected a flask for himse
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