You seek my assistance. In what way can my mystic arts aid you?
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Mei-Ling: It's not me that needs help. It's our mother. She's trapped in the spirit world.
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We don't know what to do. Why are all these comic book heroes attacking us? Did we do something wrong?
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No, you just want to help your mother. There's nothing wrong with that.
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& Mei-Ling: He-he-he.
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I will use my arcane knowledge to help you. By the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth! Abracadabraaaaa! Mumbo-jumboooo!
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"And then Dr. Strange helped their mother's spirit find eternal peace, and made Hsien-Ko a human again."
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And that's how you write a happy ending! Whadya think, sis?
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Mei-Ling: You couldn't write a comic book to save your life. I guess it's a good thing you're already dead!
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Oh, c'mon, sis... Why are you always so mean? I worked really hard on the art... See?
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