Anarrima 44/67
Vincent was right. She was mentally exausted. The powerful magic strike against the beast and then the anguish at trying to get a healing spell out amidst the onslaught of the electrical shocks had left Anarrima so weary that she could not mediate any more divine spells at the moment. She needed to sit still and let the splitting headache subside. She chose a wall to lean against and closed her eyes, and rested.
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