FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

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The search spanned into midnight. They searched and searched and searched, but Diane was not satisfied with the couple of materials that they came up with. She wanted more, and so they moved to a couple of other different locations.

Draven did not fail to see how each location was a little darker and quieter than the last. They were all exhausted from moving too much, but she didn’t seem to mind. She wanted more, wanted to check out so many spots, wanted to see a better quality of crystals.

“I know a witch’s lair around here,” she said at last, when they got to the last location and didn’t come up with anything reasonable.

Draven grabbed her hand and drew her close to him so no one would hear. “Why do I feel that you’ve been leading us by the tail since morning?” he asked.

“Why would you even think that I’ll do that?” Diane asked him. “You’ve been sincerely helping me despite our past relations, so I won’t want to spoil that by playing you guys, would I?”

“Good, because if I suspect a