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Opening her eyes, Kaissa found herself in the same spot. His torn clothing was still the same, the circle at his feet still intact. He looked around, paying attention to every unusual sound. Everyone was looking at her, still waiting for something to happen. But... Slowly she could see the differences. Ty… - She started to say, but her eyes filled with tears in a mixture of happiness and pride. The heavyset man with the brown eyes smiled at her in response.
- Vanklest! – he finally released.
All eyes went to him
