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- "Maybe this will help." To my surprise – and probably everyone else's – it was Blake who spoke, the faunus stepping forward to place something into Weiss' hands. The Mage looked down at the small bottle.
- "A potion…"
- "I brought one into the Dungeon," the Assassin shrugged, "Just in case. You can have it."
- The proud Mage didn't seem particularly pleased by the offering. "An Elixir is a rare item; something worth millions of lien… a potion is maybe one hundred and fifty at a general store. It gives a petty amount of aura back and heals the most minor of wounds."
- Blake shrugged, "But it's a start."
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