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- "Stay back, Weiss," I said, the words coming out as more of a sigh than anything else. "We're going to need your ice spells more to survive than fight."
- The Mage held my gaze for a moment and nodded, sheathing her weapon and staggering away. The little flash of injured pride I'd seen had been erased by the realisation I was right. Right now, if we had a choice between Weiss assisting us in a fight with magic, or Weiss providing water through her melting ice, we all knew which we'd take. Yang had jokingly called Weiss our portable water canteen earlier. Half a day of harsh walking had proven that anything but a jest.
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