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	Dirka was sober of madness for the first time in centuries, and had to protect this girl and her secret. Less who knew the better. The girl was blabbering in a mixture of the Magic language and another, but she couldn't figure the other out. When she opened the gate, she held on to the girl to keep her from falling. Then Iva fell on her.[color=#9400D3] "You imbecile!"[/color] She yelped. She got up and brushed herself off. She then grabbed Lazhia before he hit the ground after opening the portals. She looked at Iva with a sense of disgust. [color=#9400D3]"Wonderful?! You about just lost your F***ing prophet! I'm going too punish that magus. BUT YOU need to get it together. Yes, what she did is great, but her state of health is horrid! If you don't mind, I'd like to take her to the Rift so I can heal her. If you do it, you'd cause more harm than good. And don't you worry your pretty brain about it, because she'll be safer with me than any other god. Do you have any objections?"[/color]