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Lucrezia:  "But the magical power they summoned was much greater than they’d imagined. The plan was to split it up using five names and affix each one to a part of Lanak’s body. But ultimately, they failed to control it. One of the mages working the spell ran away; one was eaten by the magic and died. The power whipped up into a huge vortex surrounding Tinasha…and it destroyed Tuldarr. That’s why the country fell to ruin overnight."
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Narrator:  The two mages paled. They had learned about the ancient Magic Empire and its mysterious downfall.
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Lucrezia:  Lucrezia gave a limpid smile and returned to recounting Tinasha’s history. "Tinasha was on the verge of death but still conscious. She saw Lanak and the other mages escaping and grew frantic… This next part I don’t personally think had anything to do with her talent or power. Whether it was the willpower or the tenacity of someone half-dead, Tinasha succeeded in bringing the magic under control and absorbing it. However, she couldn’t absorb it all, and the parts that she couldn’t scattered all over the world, forming the magical lakes." Lucrezia lifted up her ivory hands. Before their eyes, a map of the continent appeared in midair. Five locations glowed red—the remaining magical lakes. "Though the storm of magic vanished, the country was already in ruins. All around her were heaps of rubble. She lay there in exquisite pain for three days while her stomach wound healed."
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Narrator:  The map disappeared.
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Lucrezia:  Lucrezia smiled, biting back her sorrow. "And once it was all over—she became a witch."
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Narrator:  That was the tale of how a thirteen-year-old girl met with a checkered fate in a time long past. It was a long-forgotten tragedy that couldn’t be altered
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Lucrezia:  "After that, Tinasha built a tower in a corner of the Tuldarr territory and made it her home. Through the years, she continued to search for Lanak. I’ve never dared to ask her why. That’s the end of the story. What do you think?" Lucrezia looked at Oscar. She appeared to be grinning, but she wasn’t.
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Oscar:  Slowly, Oscar let out a long exhale. When he closed his eyes, it felt like visions of a distant past sprang up in his mind’s eye. There was a desolate landscape and a girl. One who’d lost everything and had become a witch. How much despair had she suffered? Despite it being more than anyone could’ve rightly endured, Tinasha had still managed to smile so naturally before everyone. How long must it have taken until she could get that smile back? Oscar thought of his witch. He recalled her fragile body. Her proud soul. Her whims, her love, her loneliness, her cruelty. Oscar wished he could have been there to take her hand in the beginning. He cursed himself for not being at her side when she was suffering the most.