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Orphea had become quite accustomed to cutting herself just enough to produce the necessary blood to summon Patrona. It had been a steep leaning curve, but she had the hang of it now. Very little blood was required, really. One simply had to know how to make a shallow enough cut, and tie something over it if needs be.
Patrona had told her that she was learning well, and pride had swelled within her. Orphea wanted to do well at anything she was set to. By anyone, but especially by Patrona, her most dear benefactor, for she owed her much.