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Ambros
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Ambros nodded as he sat up and gasped as he had a vision
a bare wastland in the distance was a mountain and at the top was a cauldren with Atticus tied to a large boulder, his right arm was bleading as the couldren boild as drops of the blood was put in it, sudunly it exploded and smoke admidistered then formed into a bald figure with a dark blade in the shape of a key and struck at Atticus
gasping on the floor, everyone was looking at him as he stood up and grabbed his staff and made his way to the Minister's office
