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... ile Wren, Arjun, Tephania and Sidonie were clustered about the room in the chairs they'd brought in. Archmagus Jurian was slumped back in a final chair, motionless, his staff cradled against his chest and tucked into the crook of his elbow.
"-how long it will take?" Teph was asking. "It doesn't hurt, does it?"
Wren shrugged. "It didn't hurt when they did it to me at Whitehill. But you don't really know how much time is passing. They could be out till morning, for all I know."
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