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A witch's touch
David lifted Mortimer's head and helped him drink a healing tincture. But the old Reaper gagged on it and spat it out almost immediately. "I… can't drink po … potions. My blood's contaminated," he mumbled in a feeble voice. "Save… the girl. She's upstairs." "Potions and tinctures won't work on him. He has been cursed by that vampire. Only magic can heal his injuries!" Vanessa exclaimed. She attempted to cast a healing spell on him, but once more her magic didn't work. All she could manage was to conjure a faint green light from her fingertips. She repeatedly tried to conjure a healing orb, but every attempt ended in failure. She couldn't even cast a basic healing aura spell to ease his pain. She looked at David with worried eyes. "You go on ahead. I have to make a healing broth for him.
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