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Chapter 8 by Wulfblade Wulfblade

What's next?

The stun wears off after a little while

Diana and Tyra stand still in the hallway for a solid minute-and-a-half, before they lurch forward, regaining their senses. They stumble for a step or two, shaking off the sense of lightheadedness.

"What the heck was that," Tyra asks drowzily, steadying herself against the wall with one gauntleted hand.

- "Some kind of stunning effect I think. We seem to be fine though, no bodily injuries, and our equipment is still in good condition."

"Good thing I'd dispelled that incorporeal **** earlier, I'd hate to think what kind of advantage it might've taken of us while stunned..", Tyra replies.

Diana shivvers exaggeratedly: "Don't even say that. It's bad vibes putting that out there."

Bad vibes indeed, Diana

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