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"Thank you!" Elayne said with genuine warmth as she received a small blessing from the Myconid Queen. A tiny spark of pure black light floated into her open palm and slowly formed a delicate black mushroom tattoo that was almost invisible to ordinary eyes. The mark settled against her skin with a faint, cool pulse of spiritual energy. "Now… I suppose you're free to go. Troubling you further with the wars happening here… I don't know if that is something you should be forced to involve yourself in."
"But Mother…!" the warrior standing beside the throne protested, his voice thick with concern. "Brother is still back in the colosseum, risking his life for all of us… Do you really wish to leave this opportunity aside after everything that has happened?"
