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With a smile, Narcisse’s horn flashed a brilliant magenta. Before Downdraft could recognize what had happened, Eddy had fallen back onto the sofa completely insensate. “What… what did you do to him, man?”
“Just a sleep spell.” Narcisse purred, before his grin grew wider. “Now, shall we drink to his health?”
“Just a sleep spell.” Narcisse purred, before his grin grew wider. “Now, shall we drink to his health?”
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