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The stab wound he received from Seraphine left Arryn unable to stand using both legs. The young man felt his legs were paralyzed and very heavy to move.

"What did you do to him?!" groaned Quentin, trying to get closer, but he was again blocked by the barrier magic created by Seraphine's spirit subordinates.

Arryn lay on his back with his face pale and white. The open puncture wound was wide enough to cause blood to flow continuously, causing Quentin to panic.

"He has a mysterious power. You don't need to worry; I won't kill him. Not for now," Seraphine explained.

The woman stretched her right hand towards Arryn, precisely above Arryn's helpless body. Instantly Quentin saw a bright light emerge from Seraphine's palm and wrap Arryn's body in a red bubble that looked transparent.

"We'll take him from here," Seraphine replied.

Quentin could do nothing else but stare at the magic spirits, who turned out to be more aggressive than he had imagined. His eyes were divided between Arryn an
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