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 In spite of herself, Holly felt a twinge of guilt every time she managed to take advantage of Oscar's hard work. He'd always studied so diligently, only for her natural talent to let her catch up, yet she still would have failed so many times if her friend hadn't been there. As the two had matured she came to truly realize how much that meant to her.

So, while she watched Oscar struggling uselessly to build up magic energy from inside the field of absolute silence they had been trapped in, Holly realized this was the perfect opportunity to make amends. As she ran her fingers along her sash, Oscar felt a unique flow of magic running through his veins. While the cleric of death laughed at his attempts to cast within the ball of silence, Oscar cocked his head, gripped his wand, and, without a word or a gesture, disintegrated the villain where he stood.

As the silence broke the two young mages turned to each other as Oscar blurted out, "By the soul of magic itself, is that how you feel all the time?"

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