Larry puts up his katanas up in a futile attempt to block a magic missle, hurled at him by Mistral.
The swords did not do much good against the attack.
Larry falls to the floor, shaken up at the energy blast his body just took.
"O.K. Spree, I need you now!"
~Larry says aloud.
Mistral comes walking toward Larry, reaching into her pocket for a spell component...
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