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After what felt like an eternity of observing the strange behavior of my friends, I realized that the magic in the air was mind magic, and it apparently didn't affect me because I'm dead, and so is my brain. Hearing Sarah's voice, I rushed to his call. He was wounded, and his clothes smelled of dung... My staff gently touched Saruman, and his wounds healed (+25 HP).