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The closeness of the green aura was emitting no heat. As you withdrew your blad you watched in horror as the aura scabbed over the wound you had just made. The shaman hissed in pain from both the wound and the cauterization. The aura seemed to get fainter. The blade parrying the clawed hand expended the spell he was holding. Causing the metal to emit a sizzle sound as the acid touch weakened the blade, making it sag. The shamans eyes narrowed at you. He emits a shrill sound and jumps back. At the same time vines descend from the ceiling intent on impaling you!