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"Hush! Hush! Quick we must be milady!" The Jester trying his best to talk to Ciri amidst the confusion. "Must get out quick we must! Lady Ciri and her doll must get to safety and far from danger! Dilly not! Dally Not! Quick as horses we must flee!"

The Jester felt something was wrong. Very wrong. His old scars knew several void users were present but he didn't know who was involved and who was not. The wounds at his back bled a bit but it didn't show, thanks to the many layers of clothes he was wearing. He knew that he could not be of much help himself seeing all the magic he was allowed to do were simple fire tricks which he used from time to time to play tricks and entertain people. No taller than Ciri himself, he tried all his skills and powers of persuasion to calm the little girl, "Lady Ciri we must go now. Tears and sobs will not save us! Come we must be as horses as you say and run run run away from this bad bad place!"

In the ensuing mayhem and confusion, the situation grew from worse to disaster. The ground quaked and moaned and the Jester knew that something really bad was about to happen.
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