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Astrid watched her opponents burn, her face impassive. Three less Children in the world. She felt little from their deaths, just a simple acknowledgement that her logic was confirmed, as she had known it would be. They could die like any other, and they would die, all of them in time.

With Johnny's mutter, she approached the table as well. [color=a187be]"What is it that you see, Golden Boy?"[/color] she asked, examining the table herself.