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Amelia stands in the center of the mausoleum. She paces back in forth, her precious athame clenched in ther right hand. She stops, tosses the blade into the air, catches it, and spins around to stab the imaginary enemy behind her. She repeats this process three more times, making sure she is still on top of her game. Soon she is confident she has practiced enough. She walks to the front of the mausoleum.
Amelia kneels by a map of the city sprawled out over the stone floor, then lays her weapon on the floor. She picks up the scrying crystal she had laid on the floor a few minutes earlier. She holds the crystal at staff length and begins to swing it over the map.
"Show me the next infector I am to kill."
Amelia watches the crystal as she awaits the result of her scrying attempt.
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