conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You can’t." Louie said, in a voice that was decidedly not human. "The magic scroll he used…" The barrier had been meant to trap us. "Now, be good little girls and let me kill you."
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conversations.value:  "No, thank you!" Claire launched a fire spear. It struck Louie directly—and had no effect.
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conversations.value:  "I see… The poison nullifies all magic, not just detoxifying magic." Misha said with analytical calm. "So the reason you had us hold back was to wear down all the men who can fight physically?"
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conversations.value:  "Now you’re starting to get it."
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conversations.value:  I demanded. Brute strength was not our forte. Without our magic, we were at a severe disadvantage, and there was no one left to rescue us. The looks on Misha and Claire’s faces matched my thoughts—this was bad.
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conversations.value:  "What are the people outside doing? !" Claire demanded.
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conversations.value:  "There are still monsters out there. And maybe they can’t come in through this barrier." Misha answered, still calm.
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conversations.value:  "Give up. If you don’t resist, I’ll give you an easy death." Louie stood, drawing a massive bastard sword.
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conversations.value:  "I have an idea." I said to Claire and Misha. "Miss Claire, please use some low-level spells to hold him back a bit. Even if it doesn’t hurt him, enough force might knock him back."
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conversations.value:  "Understood." It seemed she trusted me enough to not ask for more. Claire switched from shooting fire spears to raining down fire bombs, filling the cabin with the sound of explosions.
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conversations.value:  "Misha, please use your magic to scan the rest of the ship for enemies."
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conversations.value:  "Do you think we’re about to be ambushed?" A rare hint of despair showed on Misha’s face.
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conversations.value:  "Nope. I want you to search the entire ship, other than this room. Find me a spot with very few foes."
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conversations.value:  "Why—"
conversations.prefix: Misha:
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conversations.value:  "I don’t have time to explain. Trust me."
conversations.prefix: I:
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conversations.value:  "Okay."
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conversations.value:  "Claire and I will buy time." I said, conjuring some water bombs to throw at Louie.
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conversations.value:  "Your attacks are futile…" he said.
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conversations.value:  "You think that’s going to make us give up? !" Claire narrowly dodged the tip of Louie’s blade, catching his ankle with her foot as she passed him. He fell, clearly still unused to his newly swollen, cumbersome undead form.
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conversations.value:  "Miss Claire, be careful!" Claire was certainly the most capable of us in terms of physical combat, but she still wasn’t able to keep up with Louie.
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conversations.value:  "But if we don’t end this now, he’s just going to wear us down!"
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conversations.value:  "It’s going to be okay. I know how to get us out of this."
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conversations.value:  "I can trust you, right?"
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conversations.value:  "Of course!" As I nodded to Claire, we rained down a storm of mingled fire and water bombs on Louie.
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conversations.value:  "I’ve finished my search. The room with the fewest monsters is the third one from the stern."
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conversations.value:  "Thanks, Misha." She was fast. "Now help Claire hold him back. I need to do something. Buy me time."
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conversations.value:  "Okay."
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conversations.value:  This was it. "My body is for Miss Claire." I started chanting somberly.
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