"ah crap!" Daniel exclaims as his shirt catches the tree bark, the sharps plates digging into the cloth. Hidden from his eyes red magical lights pin his shirt to the tree, the ruby shining dimly. Daniel tugs hard but his shirt remains stuck, "what the hell?!" he yells, giving a harder pull, his shirt stretching. Growling Daniel puts his foot down and steps forward putting all his strength in the leg, this had the unfortunate effect of tearing his shirt, ripping the back to shreds and leaving a large hole exposing his back. Daniel looked on wide eyed at his ruined shirt, "damn" he curses under his breath. A draft cools his skin as he grumbles, beginning to walk back out and get a new shirt. However the amulet had other plans, glowing faintly it unleashes its weird magic to...
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