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As Marietta worked at her appointed task, Pandora began slowly walking around the room, weaving herself as well as magic throughout every centimeter. She chanted the spell she had decided to use as she passed every body, smiling as she could feel the magic infusing the air.

Finally, it was five minutes to eleven and she had finished the last of the spell. It had taken time, but for something of this magnitude, it required something far greater than a normal spell.

She stood in the center of the room and looked to Marietta. "Come, dear. It is almost time."

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