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Ama 
"Advexis!" shouted Daphne finally ripping free from her prison. Despite it being Daphne Hopton's victory, the chair had claimed a battle prize, a large piece of her imported robes. Sighing, she patted her backside consciously, hoping her skirt hadn't torn as well.
As she twisted her torso, she caught Celandine's smile. Smiling back instinctively, she allowed her gaze to fall curiously on Cela's bulging school bag. "Oh! Are you going to practice later?" remarked Daphne dumbly, blinking her golden lashes in the process. "I think I should take some bottles myself. Do you? I always need more practice than you," added Daphne in a softer voice, well aware of their differences in skills.
Cela nodded emphatically, "Yes. Daphne you should take some glue to practice with. We can see how well it sticks to leather. And how well leather sticks to wood." Celandine continued nodding. She paused at Daphne's tone and eyed the patch of robe still attached to the chair, "Want me to fix that for you, Daffy?" Cel offered in an equally soft tone.