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Diving into the grass, lightning sizzled overhead. Janice kept rolling, concentrating on her words and hand gestures. Stupid warlock with a wand cutting the casting time in half, but she finally had time to finesse her best spell, a whirlwind of fire. Rising to her knees, she released it at the bastard. Dodge that.
(words 54, first published 8/20/2023)