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Goodbye

“Grandma!” I cried, on my knees next to her. Already, my power pulsed through me as I gripped her hand and did what I could to try and revive her. There was blood all over her tattered red cloak. Her face was scratched deep, and her left arm was mauled so badly, it reminded me of a tube of hamburger from the market.

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