The princess stared at the bloody stumps where her hands had been with a
mixture of horror and disbelief.
"There, you're free now," Fred said.
The princess's shock was starting to wear off a little, and she began
to think more clearly. "I should have been unconscious from loss of blood
by now," she said, "but I'm not. This is all just an illusion, isn't it?"
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The figure that was supposedly Fred shimmered and reformed into the shape of the dragon. Astra (for so the princess was called) found that she still had her hands and was still chained to the wall. "Yes, it was," the dragon said. "Did you enjoy my jest?"
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The figure that was supposedly Fred shimmered and reformed into the shape of the dragon. "Partly," he said. "But I really have cut off your hands. I've used my magic to stem the bleeding."
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"No," Fred said, as he hunted in his pack for something that could be cut up into a couple of tourniquets.
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