First Intermission 1
Turns since TBfGK: 1
When it happened, Parson was standing in the ruins of the courtyard. There was a sound like a wind chime, with a whoosh of orchestral cymbals. Enormous, blinding magical sparkles filled the sky and the ground. And then the city was simply standing again, fully intact. There was no more rubble, not even a wisp of settling dust.He sighed, rubbed his forehead, and walked toward the perfect new tower and all of its perfect new stairs to climb. Stanley the Tool was coming home.
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