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      Lynn’s Conclusion

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      by Tower Curator Eva slumped over her desk. Basila lay curled up on top. Eva lightly prodded the sleeping sculpture, poking the side of its scaly head. It didn't seem to like that. Every now and again, it would snap at her finger. Some kind of mental conditioning kept it from biting hard or with its fangs. It ended up suckling around Eva's spindly finger. That only made Eva prod it more. Her master didn't have any useful advice about her eyes. He only said, "don't take the first deal you hear," and stalked off to…
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      Juliana in the Dorm

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      by Tower Curator An awkward air hung about the usual group. No one talked, no one laughed. Everyone sat around picking at their food. Everyone except for Max. He had his usual double helping of refried beans and a side of string beans. Eva wasn't sure what was up with everyone. Juliana, she could understand. The girl had barely spoken two words since Eva refused to talk about blood magics or demonology. She didn't think she had done anything to the others. None of them asked about Shalise. Either they already knew…
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      Elysium Sister

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      by Tower Curator A second crack tore through the alley, bringing with it a blinding light. Eva heard her master cry out in pain. The demon who tackled her quickly tore herself free and moved between the attacks and Eva. She almost charged forward, but something caused her to hesitate. Eva, on the other hand, didn't hesitate for a second. She whipped out two vials of her blood. The first was poured in a small circle, setting the radius and center point. The second vial was used to form a golf-ball sized globule…
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      Devon Foster and Arachne

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      by Tower Curator "Eva?" Devon Foster blinked in the dim light. "You almost lost your head, girl." "Yeah. Nice to see you too, master," Eva said as she gently pushed the blade away from her throat. "Expecting trouble?" "Not exactly," he said, replacing the dagger. "We were just about to leave. You surprised me is all." "We?" Eva peeked further into the building. Spinning in a swivel chair was a woman with six too many eyes and glossy black chitin in place of skin. "Ah. Hello Arachne." The spinning woman slammed…
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