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Seeing the enemy before her, Risa held the candle close and uttered a prayer as she stared into its dancing flame. "Please, allow me to draw on your strength once more, and may your tortured souls eventually find the rest they deserve."

Looking back to her foe, Risa felt a shiver run down her spine as a mote of flame leapt from the candle, and the world turned suddenly gray.

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