Chris was shocked. She know what a magic energy blast would do, and from the way you're lying down, she knew that you was thrown from her room, and that she didn't have such protection in her room right now.
"There is a witch in there. I confronted her" you hiss in pain as you inject yourself with some painkillers. Slowly, you stagger to your feet, now free of the pain and fully mobile. "The witch said her name is Helena Young, and was looking for an artifact. Does that mean anything?"
Chris shakes her head. "No, but I'm glad you confronted her, Jan. I'll overlook you going into my room."
Smiling, you say, "You won't be too happy sis, your room is trashed. Helena is still inside, and she is a serious witch. It isn't like our fun"
Now angry, Chris wand in hand, heads into her room, wanting to get this woman out. You follow her, ready to help her.
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