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I explained the situation as I knew it to Cole, who listened silently. "So, how can I help? Tell me what you need," he asked once I was finished. "Do you know anything about this death wall faelan spell?" I asked him, not really holding out too much hope. "I do, actually. It was a spell that the old fae used centuries ago for protection. It sounds as though Mab has jazzed it up a little, though. The victims of the spell used to die painlessly, not burning alive in green infernos," he said. "Do you know how to disarm the spell?" I asked, more hopefully this time. He nodded, smiling. "It's actually very simple to do. However, her changing the spell might have changed the results too, but there is only one way to find out," he said. "It's worth a try, and I highly doubt that it would m
