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The figure was unusually lightweight for someone only a couple inches shorter than the pair of duelists, though that likely had something to do with the magic Atem had sensed. It would take many hours before he finally began to stir...
The magician's mind had been stewing in a sea of nothingness, unable to have the most abstract of dreams. Even as his eyes partially opened in the morning light, he couldn't register that he was waking up right away, nor that his surroundings were anything but familiar. Despite this, his body let out a weak groan. For anyone nearby, it was surely a subconscious cry for help.











