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Freda compliantly stood still, which, coincidentally, was exactly what she would've done anyway without instruction. Rick took out his magical item - a small glass vial full of a thick, greasy fluid. He'd already broken an identical one open in a safe place - hundreds of miles behind him by now, but safe. It was a cottage owned by his family, in a small Allarian village. If he poured a little bit of this one over himself and Fred... Freda... they would appear there. He had no idea how he'd help his friend from there, but at least they could escape. He unstopped the bottle and sprinkled some of the fluid over himself, and then over Freda. Momentarily magical shimmers filled his vision.
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