32 STRICKLER 32

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STRICKLANDER SAT SILENTLY, fingers steepled, face dark as he tried to think up someway around this.

Something.

Anything.

...Nothing.

There was no way. It must be done.

Strickler swept up and out of his seat, clicking his pen, what had once just been something intimidating, now a nervous tick. Stopping, he pushes aside some books and uncaps the pen, revealing a key and lock. Quickly, he unlocks it to reveal an entire room behind his desk.

His expression deepens further as he purses his lips. Strickler steps in, immediately heading for the back, pulling a book to the clear spot in front of him, opening it; not even having needed to flip, it was on the right page.

MIND LINK POTION
DANGER LEVEL: HIGH

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