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Erica giggled, smushing Lugae into her cleavage. "It's not a problem, Maddie. It happens." She lifted the young mage out of the cart. "I'm glad to see you're awake again, Lugae. I was getting worried!"
Míchon chuckled at the mage's antics. "Glad to see you up again, friend." He looked over to the necromancer girl. "I'm sorry for doubting you, Maddie." He bowed his head. "And for saying that I couldn't trust you. Please, accept this." He held out a gold bracelet. "The jeweler back in my village said that it helps channel dark magic. I almost sold it, but he said it was worthless. I want you to have it."
Míchon chuckled at the mage's antics. "Glad to see you up again, friend." He looked over to the necromancer girl. "I'm sorry for doubting you, Maddie." He bowed his head. "And for saying that I couldn't trust you. Please, accept this." He held out a gold bracelet. "The jeweler back in my village said that it helps channel dark magic. I almost sold it, but he said it was worthless. I want you to have it."