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The weightless metal of the halo was smooth and pleasantly cool, its touch filling the young woman with a sense of peace and serenity.

"Puts it on, Shea wantest to see if it sticks!"

"Its is very shininess," Shea said, as if agreeing, "but not a trinket of elfs."

Nodding sagely, she added, "Yes, the gods of Shea say so too Sashey. Very shiny, but not of elfs — definitely more shinier."

When Lureene's eyes fell upon it, however, she knew exactly what it was. For she had once seen a man, a glorious man with wings of pristine white brought before Avoreen in burning chains. Yet for all her wiles, the Queen of Lies had proven unable to seduce that man with her promises. And when at last in frustration, she cut off his head, the circle's melodious chime as it struck the floor and vanished had been like a bell awakening Lureene as if for the first time.

This was the halo of an angel!

As the Princess' voice trailed off and all eyes were drawn to that holy light, Shea finally recognized someone she knew. "It's 'Moya!"

Happy as a kitten with a ball of yarn, the manic catgirl dashed to Amelia's side whereupon her eyes grew big as saucers upon seeing the black ocelot following her. "SISTER!"

At the ear-splitting shout, Shea went wide-eyed and her lower-lip trembled. Hugging her now poofed-out tail to her chest, she mewled, "Auntie, make the bad elfs go away..."

Even as Alis cocked her head to one side, mouth agape and eyebrow twitching, the catgirl (whose name was apparently Shea), spotted Lureene and wide-eyed pointed a finger at her. "YOOOU! Shea foundeds a bat-lady, she is tryings to eat that elf man's face!"

Eyes narrowing, she hissed, "Auntie, gives us a magic stick!"

Theme: Suspicious Magician

Before the Princess could finish the thought, a manic cry from across the shrine to the east broke the austere quietude that had settled over the masses. "DON'T WORRY PRINCESS, SHEA AND AUNTIE WILL SAVES YOU FROM THE BAD BAT-LADY!"