Sweat beaded on Luz's forehead, a stark contrast to the cool night air of the Boiling Isles. She clutched a fistful of hastily drawn glyphs, her eyes darting between the glowing portal before her and the source of the magical commotion further down the street. Tonight was supposed to be special. Amity had finally convinced her parents to let her have Luz over for a sleepover, a milestone in their burgeoning relationship. However, the Boiling Isles never seemed to cooperate with "normal."

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