There was a rumbling and shaking, and a figure began to emerge from the Fire Crystal. The stone emitted a gout of scarlet flame, and then a girl of made red, glittering ruby stood staring before them, an intense expression on her face.
The adventurers raised their weapons.
Then the girl blinked, and the fires guttered. She stared at them, uncomprehending.
“Where am I?” she asked.
The white mage clicked his tongue, reached into his pack, and pulled out a spare robe. He placed it around the girl’s shoulders.
They had expected a fight, but rescue was more his style.

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