| An itch worked its way into Astra's nose. Desperately, she tried to
hold her nose, knowing distractions could be disastrous.
Although she tried to suppress the urge to sneeze, Astra could not. With a loud noise it erupted, and the eldritch energies Vincent wielded were warped in strange ways. A look of genuine fear crossed Lord Frederigo's face as he saw the results.
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