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“Wait a sec...” You begin to say, but your hand was stretched out just a bit to much.

“Got it.” She says as she jabs you with the needle. You feel strength flowing out of you and the girl grabs you from behind, the more of your strength saps away the stronger hers becomes.

“No!” You yell and a surge of adrenaline, or perhaps magical energy from a font you had yet to tap into kicks in and you toss her aside. She lands deftly like a cat and poises to pounce on you, but you are fast and on the witch in an instant, clutching her by the back of her neck, just as you strike her pet latches on you from behind clawing at your eyes.

She screams in panic then says, “Begone.” Mystic energy slams into you and hurls you not only away from her, but through the wall, and even farther still. Yet a noise you heard as you were ripped away leaves you with a feeling that the witch may have just met her maker. Shadows and light flash by as you are thrown somewhere. Finally the whooshing noise subsides and you seem to be slowing, you are in a field of stars with glowing orbs about four feet in diameter floating about. They shimmer with reflections as if on the surface of a pool of water. They all seem to call to you and somehow as you focus on any one your flight is directed to that sphere. You can’t see much of them other than color.