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"Are you guys ready to perform the ritual?" One of the men in a black coat asked his comrades.

"Yes, all the preparation are completed." A next man responded. "All we have to do now is summon  a soul to inhabit this wooden dolls body."

"Well, what are we waiting for... everybody get in position!" The man shouted, raising his hands in the air. " Try to keep all your focus on the magic."

All the men raised their hands towards the heavens and a magic circle appeared around the wooden doll. The men started chanting in a different language and the light emanating from the circle, got brighter and brighter.

They continued until the summon was complete and then they all turned towards the doll, which had transformed into a human.

"Looks like the summoning was a success!" One of the men shouted with a smile on his face, but it quickly disappeared when the doll remained still.

Whispers filled the hall and the men's eyes remained on the doll. Some of the men expressed their disappointment and was ready to leave, but they all were interrupted by a voice.

The voice was female, and assertive with power behind it, which confused the men greatly because, it couldn't come from the fragile human looking doll. Then she stood up and the Mages, stepped back as she stared at their unfamiliar faces.

"I told you that it would work!"

"I never doubted you for a second." Another person shouted.

" Now... let's find out the soul's name."

One of the men, made their way over to the doll and inquired about it's name. The other men waited in anticipation until they heard her response.

"Do you mind repeating that?"

She took a deep breath in and said, "Azreal."

"Wait, isn't that the name of the angel of death?"

"N-No way, it can't be!"

The men pulled out their staffs and started casting attack spells towards Azreal, hoping to send the soul back to the spirit realm.

The impact of the spells caused a big cloud of dust to raise into the air. At first the men lost sight of her and then the cloud cleared and they saw staring at the ceiling of the cave.

She lowered her head and stared at them. "You summoned me and this is how I am treated?" Azreal brought her palms together creating a surge of magic causing her to glow, float up with fireballs appearing around her. She sent the fireballs flying towards the men and they hit the ground loudly, exploding and filling the cave with carbon. Some of the Mages fell unconscious.

Azreal floated back to the ground and eradicated all the Mages. She took a cloak that was left behind and quickly left so no one would be aware she was there.

They had asked for it. Azreal thought wondering what others would think of all the ashes that remained. As she walked she looked down at the old dress she wore and the fact she had no shoes. She needed to get proper clothes and some shoes as soon as possible if she wanted to travel fast.

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