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She lifts her head, smelling the wind, and looks at Arcades...."The time has come old friend, we must fly.....to....there" She points to a distant spot on the ley lines. "Be swift, my ancient friend, for this will be the end of us if we fail......" She quickly pulls out a vial containing the scent of Aracades and dashes it into the air, sending it in the opposite direction of where they will be heading....
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