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“This,” said Ariadne rapturously, “this is where the real magic happens.”
It was the morning of the next day. We had just entered the camp’s rec hall, which Ariadne and the elementals apparently used as a training room. I looked around at the room, holding back a gasp. There was no furniture in the room, but all around the walls there were racks and shelves of weapons. Though the wooden floors were scratched and tarnished, the weapons were in very good shape. There were some basic weapons, like swords, knives, clubs, and long spears. There was a selection of guns, some tiny handguns and others large machine guns, and they were accompanied by a big sack of silver bullets. There were crossbows and wooden stakes. A few faceless mannequins modeled suits of different kinds of protective ar
