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Lyra JadeheartThe young apprentice hastily finished her summoning circle. Her teachers had claimed she wasn't ready, but Lyra couldn't wait any longer. She wanted a familiar—now! Something befitting her remarkable raw magic talent. A small dragon, a gryphon, maybe even a demon! Head high in the clouds, she hastily leafed through her spellbook and read out the incantation.
Smoke filled the room. A soft glow followed. Lyra felt like she was lifted up. Then, an explosion of spellfire! The apprentice sorceress yelped as she suddenly found herself falling, crashing down onto the floor.
When the smoke cleared, Lyra blinked in confusion. She noticed scattered books, overturned furniture...and strange, shiny gadgets with blinking lights.
She glared at Hour.
Lyra froze. Then slowly turned to face Hour.
Smoke filled the room. A soft glow followed. Lyra felt like she was lifted up. Then, an explosion of spellfire! The apprentice sorceress yelped as she suddenly found herself falling, crashing down onto the floor.
When the smoke cleared, Lyra blinked in confusion. She noticed scattered books, overturned furniture...and strange, shiny gadgets with blinking lights.
What the...?! This isn't the Hall of Binding!Lyra rose to her feet. Across from her, amidst the chaos, stood a strangely dressed human, staring at her with wide eyes. Lyra frantIcally searched her spellbook.
No no no this is all wrong,she muttered.
I wanted to pull a familiar FROM another dimension, not travel TO one...
She glared at Hour.
This is all YOUR fault...somehow! I don't know who you are or what you did, but clearly you must be responsible!She started barging towards the door. But after only a few steps past Hour she was suddenly yanked back, as if by an invisible chain.
Lyra froze. Then slowly turned to face Hour.
No,she whispered.
No no no it cannot be...Then she screamed.
I cannot be BOUND TO YOU!
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