Pragmatism versus faith!
Falling on the floor in fear, Maeve scooched away on her bottom. “By the stones, it’s true!” she cried, panicking in the face of years of cultural terror. “The mages ae real and they found us and it’s true! I always believed! I believe!”
THOK! The mage’s head jerked forward from the impact of the aluminum baseball bat that Veronica, once again dressed in her leather two-piece outfit, had swung at him from behind. “Well, I have my doubts!” she shouted. “Maeve, run!”
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