Well, I've gotta hand it to those birds, Willow an' Tara - they know their magic shit. Soon as they found that book of summonin' spells, they whipped out all their herbs an' candles and whatnot and sure 'nough, not a minute later the cellar door was nearly busted in by this big, yellowish Buddha lookin' thing. Smelled pretty nasty, too. Soon as it
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