[center][h1][color=E97E99]Millicent Clarke[/color][/h1]
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Millicent felt the ebb of the force that pushed Sirena away from her. It felt...good. She was fully aware when Hecate spoke. It was like Hecate asked for permission to speak.

[color=645A6D][i]"I am no use without your body, Millicent. I must rely on you as you rely on me. Together, we can do wondrous things. Things, unlike anything you've seen."[/i][/color] She heard Hecate speak in her mind and Millicent knew. It was a feeling she had ever since she drank from the flask.

Millicent finally stood up and dusted herself off. The bodies were back. Things seemed to be spiraling out of control, but Millicent merely shrugged it off. She couldn't die, it seemed. However, Aravis' plea hit her. With the curse of the flask safely out of her hands now, she was free to use its power. [color=E97E99]"Don't get used to this."[/color] With that, Millicent called forth the power to release the spirits and bring them back to their mortal bodies.