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Chiyo was now suddenly bound and determined to find the key, and it made Orla uneasy. She’d been swearing up and down that she knew nothing about it and wanted nothing to do with it this whole time, but now she’d made a complete one-eighty. It was as if her personality had changed somehow, like something else was directing her body and mind without her knowledge. Encouraged by the weird aura surrounding them at the moment, Orla decided to try to pry into Chiyo’s mind. This was a shady area of magic she hadn’t touched since she was a kid. But it was needed now.
Unbeknownst to either of her companions, Orla began to weave her fingers in a complicated pattern, spinning dark magic in her mind for a spell. It would let her touch Chiyo’s mind to see what she was really up to. It took her on
