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Prophet, walked down, to the Hosppial wing, carring so many ingredients. Scurygrass, Bubotuber, Ginger Root, Nettle, and lastly, Sneezewort. He could barely hold it all in his stubby little hands. He kept dropping things. "Ginger is Falling! Arggh! I'm not cut out for this!" Prophet yelled...