PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Nodding gratefully to the woman who had jumped to save her desk, Destiny watched with growing fear as her coworkers blocked the door and turned a part of the floor into ice. She did feel, however, that putting out the fire had been the best possible move she could do. After all, all of the important information was kept here - without it, the department would crumble into chaos. Can't really have a fire raging around burnin-
As their boss, Mr. Vindictus, burst out of his office and undid the charms that the coworker had placed against the crazy guy, Dessie squared her shoulders. Okay, so she had put out the fire because of the parchments that were burning and not for their general safety, but how does he know that? She was STILL putting out the fires.
Well, maybe he was just really stressed, which made sense, considering the fact that there was a mad person loose on their floor. Finishing up with the burning desk, Dessie turned and pointed her wand in the general direction of Mr. Crazy while she muttered the incantation for a shield charm under her breath.
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