Marlow glanced around at the number of people she was transporting and nodded to herself. The spell came easily to her. She recited it silently, willing it to draw them to the site of the disturbance.
Within seconds, the group was standing on Wilshire Blvd, deposited with a soft pop and in the path of the fight in progress.
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