Suddenly, Agda's eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed to the ground, the sword clattering from her hand. The Duke and his men rushed forward to check on her, but she appeared to be unconscious.
One of the guards checked her pulse and confirmed that she was still alive. "What happened to her?" the Duke demanded, his voice dripping with a concern like a leaky faucet.
One of the guards responded, "It seems like she pushed herself too hard with her magic. She's completely drained now."
The Duke surveyed the gruesome scene of the fallen guards and thought 'It's a good thing she drained herself. Otherwise, we might have been in trouble.'
'But what if she wakes up and tells the Queen about how I forced the Prince to dine with me and nearly sent him to Ayroth?' the Duke thought to himself.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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