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With a heart slap on the backs of Amulak and Calace, Mags decided it was her time to leave. [color=fff7b0]"Gonna go stir up some shit. Don't wait up."[/color] She told the rest of them as she left. The babies just needed to hand over their silver and they'd become full fledged toddlers. Actually, their stats might have become better than her own once they got those talismans. Depended how hard they minmaxed, really. In any case, she was already out the metaphorical door and heading back to where the others went.

In her utter bloodlust for a fight, seeing a member of their little B-Team being harassed by some freak ugly giant gave her great excuse to start a fight. She'd have to approach the scenario as carefully as she could. The perfect plan to start a fight was in her mind. After a brief circling of the area to find the perfect angle, she charged in to protect Krizantemë. Though, protect was the wrong term. No, she was involving everyone she could.

Rather than being a normal person and asking who this giant was, perhaps even placing herself between the weak wittle baby and the massive giant, Mags broke into a full sprint directly behind Ames. With the mighty yell of [color=fff7b0]"Go get 'em!"[/color] as her battle cry, she delivered a dropkick into Ames' back in an effort to send her forward. If everything went to plan, Ames would be sent into the giant who'd get angery and start a big ol' brawl. Then, she could use her new character sandals as an improvised weapon for five attacks so she could unlock the brawler class. Actually, was la chancla an improvised weapon? She was certain they were banned by some sort of convention...

In any case, that was if it hit. If Ames happened to bend over at the exact same time or take a hard turn for some reason, Mags would basically slam her tailbone onto the ground and her attempt to "protect" the child would have basically amounted into her breakin' her ass.