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She paid no attention to the look on Gaston's face. Regina could already tell that he was dumb-founded and surprised by her orders -- yes, she had a heart. Especially when it mattered. Her thoughts did not linger on him though; they each had their own tasks to take care of at this moment in time.
Instead she had an emotional Abraham Botros Jr. to deal with, who was holding tightly onto Junia's sleeve as well as Derfael. The woman's blue eyes widened slightly. That was definitely not going to help the situation. If anything it might... "Mr. Botros, I know that you don't want to leave your cousin's side, but you need to do as I asked," the headmistress said calmly, though her eyes unwavering from the bodies and her wand still moving. "She's been cursed. She needs space, and we can't have any interferance if we are to make her better."
Kalen? A little help here with getting these boys to sit down?
Then Roderik was by her side, which was relieving to an extent. As much as she wanted to look over to him, she was still very much concentrating on making incinerate movements of her wand. "Yes, they've been cursed. They each touched one of the wrapped objects over there," Regina stated quietly, her arm moving in a large sweeping motion now over all three bodies.
There was a brief pause before she spoke again. "From what I've been able to decode, it is a gradually growing curse that makes them paralyzed and cold to the touch. But, internally, they feel a burning pain that grows more intense with every minute." She was now moving her wand over the girls, starting at the top of their heads, over their hearts, ending at their feet, and repeating the process again. "There is a chance we can stop it while the curse is in its early stages, but we need to act fast and get them immediate medical attention."
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