[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Woods (Mary's Group)
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathic Attacks [hr][hr][/center]	Guin was [i]incredibly[/i] out of it. She was barely coherent, as Pietro's words slammed through her mind and a force field appeared above her, protecting her from Haze's next attack. Fire roared to life all around them and it felt like the world, at least her world, was ending. She couldn't even string together words to really say to Pietro, beginning to suffocate from the smoke and her skin felt like it was boiling from the intense heat. She didn't get a glimpse of the creature shooting down from the sky, nor could she really process what Pietro mentally whispered to her about it. 

	It took all of her concentration - but mostly an unconscious instinct, an urge to survive, to fight a little harder - for her to telepathically center herself. She hadn't really absorbed what Pietro had said, but something about Mary being attacked by a telepath got through to her. And the strongest telepath present was Exodus. Guin psychically raged against him, managing to cripple him, but she couldn't knock him out. It had taken all of her strength to just do that much. 	

	[color=cc33ff][i]Piet...[/i][/color] Guin's thought cut off, as her breathing slowed and she sank into the welcoming oblivion of unconsciousness... [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Lavender Haze[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://2paragraphs.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/01/BEST-WILLA-620x375.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Woods (Mary's group)
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy [hr][hr][/center]	Haze raised an eyebrow, seeing the rather well dressed man leap in to save her counterpart. Somehow, this disgusted her even more. Perhaps this was why her other self was so weak - maybe she had never been forced to stand on her own. She had never been transformed in a fiery crucible. That felt wrong to her. Haze didn't recognize the girl in front of her. Their similarities were only flesh deep. "She'll never be strong like that," she said simply to the man. 

	And then, fire rained around them, as Pyro swept up a forest fire. The smoke got into Haze's lungs and she coughed. The heat was extreme and Haze knew that if this wasn't controlled, it would spread throughout the entire forest and kill them all. Survival was more important than showing a united front. Haze was about to tap into Pyro's mind and force him to smother the flames, when something [i]odd[/i] happened. The burning image of a bird appeared and crashed down into the ground, the fire dying down soon after. 

	At first, Haze assumed it had been some of Pyro's theatrics. But then, Bloom rose from ground. Haze briefly reached out telepathically, in order to see how much of the brief mind control remained and perhaps re-establish it. But instead, she sensed something new inside Bloom's head - something that was telepathically protecting her. Haze paused for a moment, debating raising this to the others, but instead she placed a hand to the side of her head and tapped into Pyro's mind, forcing him to smother and douse the somewhat flames. The smoke was really irritating her throat. 	[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color]
[img]https://i.postimg.cc/52Nr16y2/original.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] the Mirror Dimension 
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] Asgardian Magic (Elder Futhark Runes) [hr][hr][/center]	Klara pushed Runa away, ending the embrace - but in the process, Runa found some clarity. The circlet had appeared identical to one she had made for Klara and enchanted with a protective charm. Somehow, this circlet had shared with her glimpses of Klara's memories, most of which seemed familiar to Runa. There was the jungle that Loki had trapped them inside of, the BiFrost Bridge only this time Klara fell, and the Hellfire Club... Runa stared at her cousin as the theory crystallized in her mind and she became certain without a doubt. Somehow, this was [i]her[/i] Klara. The one they had been traveling with since the BiFrost Bridge was an imposter. 

	Runa had three guesses as to who that person might have been - when it came to problems in Asgard, there was one person who was usually responsible. 

	[color=#a81a75]"I am so sorry I have not been there for you, cousin,"[/color] Runa whispered, a single tear falling down her face. She reached into her pocket and grabbed the rune she instinctively felt she would need, pressing it between her fingers as she whispered a spell. It was the same one she had used to enchant the circlet originally. Hopefully, drawing a protective enchantment further might be able to reverse some of the damage done and restore Klara to her true self... 

	Yet as Runa cast, it became clear to her that the spell was not entirely successful. Somehow, her eldritch senses told her the cause of Klara's fractured psyche - the strange way that reality had been overwriting memories, injuries from Klara's nasty fall, and another cause that Runa could not quite comprehend... [color=#a81a75]"I have failed you,"[/color] Runa apologized, bowing her head slightly. More tears were falling now, as Runa wept for Klara.