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[color=988C72]“Then we have an accord.”[/color]

The instinct to fight off the two of them and take flight back to the branches above still ran through her body, but it appeared that body was also gaining fatigue by the second. All of the malum magicks that ran through her bones had a cost and the young girl hadn’t exactly restrained herself when the inquisitors had sent these people upon them. As spiteful and angry as she was, she was also very [i]very[/i] tired. Why had Sol created an element that could drive the user to such madness? or had she forgotten how to be completely calculated in her approach like she had been taught? Such questions fraught her mind and she found it difficult to make the exactly correct decision.

She took a moment, hesitating on using her magicks, looking defiantly at the two adults before her. 

[color=988C72]“If you don’t mind, I’m going to wait here until you leave. I won't turn my back to inquisitor lackeys, whether they agreed to not finish me off or not.”[/color]









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