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Lejla landed on her back when the sorcerer released them back into the mortal world. She coughed and rolled onto her stomach. Looking up, she saw the kings and girls and realized slowly: We're too late.
She looked to the others: Lavilev, Karuta, and Israel... and the other boy that was with them in the void. She stood slowly, warily, and looked about the room for any remaining sorceresses. All other magic users were gone. She shuddered. The evil one made her feel ill...he had crippled her in that void, made her powerless. She did not want to experience that again. She flicked her fingers, and the dust in the corners of the room set to spinning in little dervishes. There. Much better.