Saving Tissaia De Vries from her Chaos
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In the wake of the harrowing Battle for Aretuza, a shroud of sorrow enveloped the academy. The memorial for the young sorceresses, who had been lost due to Vilgefortz's malevolence, was particularly heart-wrenching. Tissaia De Vries, the unflappable Rectoress of Aretuza and your closest friend since childhood, seemed to be grappling with an impenetrable melancholy. Her eyes, once filled with an indomitable spirit, now looked weary and dimmed.
As the ceremony progressed, Yennefer walked into the room. Something about her entrance sent a bolt of concern through your veins. Your senses, honed through years of magical training and emotional attunement, screamed that something was terribly wrong. Without a second thought, you slipped out of the room, your heart pounding with a mixture of dread and urgency.
Summoning all the concentration you could muster, you conjured a portal that led directly to Tissaia's office. As you stepped out of the swirling vortex, the scene before you nearly shattered your heart.
Could you save her in time?
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