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The song of Ganymede made the old woman shake her head.
She began to fall over a bit. 
Holding fast onto her orb.[/i]

She lowered to her knees. The song nearly making her fall just like the Basilisks. Yet she seemed to be able to withstand it a bit more before falling over. The shield of light that was nearly transparent flashed and broke like shattered glass. It was clearly no more and the woman was barely able to sit up. She groaned before passing out. Laying on the ground her orb rolled out of her hands. It remained full of mystic lights and smoke. But she no longer held it as it rolled to meet the wall.[/color]