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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

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Eager to witness more of Freda's magical prowess, I couldn't contain my curiosity any longer. "Freda," I said, my voice filled with excitement, "can you show me another incredible magic art? I'm captivated by the wonders you can create."

Freda smiled warmly, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "Certainly, my dear Sandra," she replied. "But first, allow me a moment. I have something special to retrieve from my store."

Curiosity piqued, I watched as Freda gracefully made her way to a nearby door, disappearing momentarily.

Moments later, she returned, her arms cradling a bundle of broken, weathered pieces of wood. There was a purposeful glint in her eyes as she laid the fragments on a nearby table.

With a determined focus, Freda raised her hands, her fingertips tracing intricate patterns in the air.

She began to chant, her voice carrying a melodious quality that seemed to resonate with the very essence of magic. Energy swirled around her, shimmering and dancing in vibrant hues.

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