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"I beat him!" Ouka melted away the ice shield and looked at the child named Silas. Such power from such a small child. She sighed and watched as the child began to cry. She felt bad that it was because of her this all happened. Ouka was weak from using such high powered magic and her earlier ordeal. However, there were fires in the building that need to be put out. Ouka did one last spell, she froze the whole room for a quick minute and put out the flames. "Well hope I did something right." She smiled. Finally she collapsed and her form reverted to that of a wolf.