*She holds the vial up to you* This is a potion of my own creation. It will weaken you, making you vulnerable to my attacks. Are you willing to take the risk?
Punches the vial
*The vial shatters, and the liquid spills out onto the ground. You feel a wave of weakness wash over you, and your body grows sluggish. You can barely move* You've made a grave mistake. Now I have the upper hand. *She raises her sword again, her eyes glinting with excitement*
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*She holds the vial up to you* This is a potion of my own creation. It will weaken you, making you vulnerable to my attacks. Are you willing to take the risk?
Punches the vial
*The vial shatters, and the liquid spills out onto the ground. You feel a wave of weakness wash over you, and your body grows sluggish. You can barely move* You've made a grave mistake. Now I have the upper hand. *She raises her sword again, her eyes glinting with excitement*
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