Shadows of the Lost
Somehow, the sight of the shop, the things outside them, the Wielders bobbing in and out of any establishment, a transparent bag filled with various equipment hanging on their wrist, distracted Z from any thoughts she just had earlier.
A plump woman outside an Apothecary was swinging a silver necklace as she passed, saying, “Necklace, oh, enchanted necklace! Charming as it looks, powerful to use.”
Z bit her lips to hide her snigger.
“Hey, Z! I’ll withdraw first,” said George who just managed to catch up. “My shadow’s energy was compromised earlier by that bastard of a driver.”
“Whatever you like.”
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