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The home Raine used to live in and where Snow and her parents still live. The house is a modest size for the fishing village its in and is modernized. The main sitting room is fill with odd artifacts.
Having left the Owl parked some twenty yards away in clearing, Roll pushes open the door, slowly ambling into the house. His face is all swollen and scratched up. His left eye is barely open to a black eye. His right arm was also scratched and has several magic burns. The specialist outfit was also full of holes in his chest area and there were spots of blood that could be seen. He was in pain due to recent wounds that hadn't completely healed either.
The boy clutches his forehead slight, feeling a headache, as well as the presence of a core in the corner of his mind. His eyes were red and itchy from lack of sleep. Finally, Roll finds the core in the sitting room and slowly drawing out his sword, only to fall to one knee, feeling tried and out of strength. He hadn't really rested since that day at Alfea and now all that fatigue was catching up to him. He tries to stand, but barely has any strength to lift his blade.
"So close, don't fail me now body. This is...the last one." He breaths heavily, trying to force himself to pick up the sword to slay that oversized hunk of evil stone. The boy drops his sword onto the floor, clutching his side with his right arm and falls to his knees, gritting his teeth.
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Zing would appear a few feet from the house's open front door. She wasn't about to go inside. It was something Bloom had to do.
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