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Struggling under the weight of the support beam, Larry was thankful for that Girdle of Frost Giant Strength he had been given. Finally pushing the board off of his leg, and inspecting himself for damages, he decided he was ok, except for a little burnt. Thank Mistral for the ring!
Getting up and forcing himself into the next room across the way, he finally found what he was looking for. A little girl, maybe no older than 7 years old, was huddled in a corner of the room. Her whole body was covered in soot, and had been crying, as the tear trails were marked down both sides of her cheeks. She looked up and Larry and smiled with relief.
Larry ran over to her, and placed the Ring of Fire resistance on her thumb. Looking around for the nearest escape, he spotted a window. Before he could get over to it, The wall began to break up, and that exit was sealed off. He needed to find another way out...fast.
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