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"Well then, I wish you knew where every other genie is and could communicate with them."
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"Could you... Politely ask them to teleport over here, or allow you to teleport them?"
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"Fine! Can you teleport all lamps that contain genies to here?"
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"Does that matter?! I don't want the would to blow up because some 6 year old was angry at his parents!"
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Grace begins to breath rapidly. "I mean, I could have you delete all of those sort of things from existence, but I can't murder them! Uh... Aham... Uaham... Oh! I know! Could you put a power cap on magic? Limiting how much a wish or anything else can do?"
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"That's not good. What if some bad person got another genie and like conquered the world or something? What about all the other wish-granting creatures? Oh no. The world is doomed."
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"Oh, good. Actually, wait- has like, wizards and stuff returned too?" She pales for a second. "Uh, a more important question, are you the only genie, Jinn?"
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"Yeah, It's probably not a good idea. I tried not thinking about it, just because of... I don't know. Becoming a god or just extremely powerful immediately seems just... not right." She looks down at her foot. "Though, something to defend myself against magical stuff would be tempting..."
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@Condensation Grace sets the rock down and sighs. "Are you okay Candence?"
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@Trutharchivist "Uh, yeah. We still have to ask someone. Would you be willing to do that?"
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The dog snarls as you cut open it's nose with your sharp beak, but no blood comes out, just a thick billowy smoke. You begin to smell a sulfuric smell as it's fur begins to fully catch alight from your flames Meanwhile, Grace is looking for a weapon, before noticing a large rock laying on the ground...
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Grace is too busy to reply as she falls to the ground and starts to kick at the hellhound, who ignores her attacks and bites here shoe. Only it's canines punctures the fabric, but they go in deep enough to break skin. Little red drops of blood form, causing Grace to yelp in pain and the dog to energize and tears more frantically at the shoe, before Candence leaps onto it's back, making the dog let go of the foot and writhe in pain and anger, throwing Candence off and leaping for her throat.
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To your left, a faint noise begins to reverberate down the hall to you. It's difficult to tell what it is, but Mallory's enhanced senses can make out that it isn't one thing that's causing the noise, it's a lot of things, snarling and roaring and clawing, and the occasional scream of a human. It's still far off, however, but it's definitely getting closer, and fast.
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It half barks, half growls creating a horrible sound that grates at the ears. Suddenly, it leaps up and over Candence and towards Grace, who shrieks, tumbling backwards.
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Without any buildup, the guns simply explode backward directly into the two guards faces. They immediately scream before it quickly gurgles to silent, their rather disgusting remains crumpling to the floor.
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The two guards, seeing the prisoner run out of their cell panic and begin to fire their guns toward you. Luckily, in their panic, the streams of red liquid go astray- however, a small drop of it hits your arm and an painful burning sensation echos through it.
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It snarls backwards and begins to circle, fur on it's face singed.
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"A control panel? Shame this world doesn't have much time. That would be quite useful to conquer it with..."
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Fortunately, you don't need to open the doors. Suddenly, in a distant part of the facility you can barely hear, alarms start going off. It slowly gets louder and louder as more alarms go off, their wailing clawing at your ears. You can't see outside of your cell, but you can tell something is going wrong- there's yelling and the rumbling of distant machinery, and the thumping of feet passing by. But then the alarms stop, and the machinery grinds to a halt- and what's more, the small dim light in your cells flicker out as well, leaving only the yelling. Most importantly, however, the doors of your cells click three times before sliding open, revealing a long, dark hallway stretching out both left and right, completely empty besides two shocked-looking guards who skid to a halt, firearms in hand, which appear to have several tubes running through them flowing with a sickly red liquid, and the tip appears to be more of a nozzle than a barrel.
