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You break the trance and breathe out through clenched teeth. Tanith is confused. She tries to make sense of the visions that you have placed in her mind and the magical compulsion that forces her to fear you. Outside, you hear a voice that sends an icy chill through your body.

‘How sad. Tragic. Such a waste of energy on a girl who despises you.’ You rush out of the room to see a hooded figure dressed entirely in black and carrying a long, black staff. Slowly, deliberately, the hood is pulled away to reveal your own face looking back at you. ‘Greetings, brother,’ sneers a voice identical to your own. ‘We meet at last,’ it laughs, mockingly.

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