C77 The Powers of a Sorcerer

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Meladin stood in the midst of the chaos, his eyes wild with desperation. He knew he was on the losing side, Kouvu and Harris were but in rage staring at him, ready to pounce on him. He had to do something drastic. So, he turned to the dark arts, chanting a spell that summoned an army of shadows and wraiths. The shadows swirled around him, their voices whispering and hissing