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 | | Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos..." Three alien words of control, strength, and action were repeated over and over, in a steady mantra, breaking the silence of the large living room. |
 | | "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos." But as long as her powers were as dangerously reactive to her emotions as they always were, Raven would always continue to meditate daily, to place the power under her control so as to protect her friends and herself. |
 | | "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos." Raven soon joined in, but a small spot of nervousness almost made her stutter the words, and she had to concentrate harder not to make anything small go flying or cause anything to explode. |
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