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Jack walked behind me, following my food steps. He knew about magical safety.
We were right to take precautions because the house was full of magical traps and defensive spells, most of them deactivated with the time, but some of them still active.
Stinker, who was walking in front of us, managed to squeeze around them without triggering them.
I'm starting to believe the myths about magical cats.
By the time we finished walking around the house, my head hurt, a heavy migraine informing me I overstretched my concentration abilities by straining my magical vision.
Still, it was worth it.
Despite being abandoned for ten years, this house was as modern as it gets in this area. At least, judging by the other houses.
It had a septic tank and modern plumbing, connected to the well. No
