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Light Sling
The light flew through the air and stuck to something. The light shifted slightly, enough to reveal a gleam and glimmer of moisture on the object's surface as it slowly swayed. It was a chest, by the looks of it. Its rough wooden planks showed years of neglect against the harsh light, but any adventurer worth their salt knows it's what's inside the chest that really matters.

Of course, any living adventurer will also tell you that if the chest looks like it's breathing, it's never worth the trouble.

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