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Maive thought it was a good thing that she helped Verity back up. With the toad landing on where they once were, Verity would have, at best, eaten the things that the toad's landing kicked up. Her thoughts were quickly dashed when she looked back and saw Victor being struck by the toad and Sofia being grabbed by the tongue.

Doubts clouded Maive's mind.

Should she have gone to help Victor pick Sofia up?
Would Verity be fine if she did?
What if she warned everyone that the pier was slippery?
Had she not tripped and dragged everyone with her?

Her pulse quickened. A nervous and stressed heat bubbled over her. She felt herself about to cry once again.

[i]Are you snivelling in the face of another tragedy?
Crying seems to be what you do the most.[/i]

A voice resounded through her mind. Maive clenched her fists in response, her nails leaving imprints on her palm.

[i]If you truly care for those around you...
Wouldn't you be more than a servant left to fate?
Concern does not solely lie within compassion.
You should know this.
I am thou, thou art I...
Shall we avert this tragedy together?[/i]

Maive's voice first came as a mumble.

[color=67D3D6]"I cry..."[/color]

Her voice became louder.

[color=67D3D6]"Not just now... Every night."[/color]

Finally, she was practically yelling.

[color=67D3D6]"I just want to see my family!"[/color]

Maive's arm stretched towards the toad beast that swallowed Sofia. Her eyelids squeezed out every last tear that had welled.

[color=67D3D6]"Persona!"[/color]

A torrent of wind spun around Maive and made her loose-fitting clothes flutter. Electricity crackled off her skin, power barely being restrained.

Something appeared behind Maive as the winds coalesced into a physical form behind her: a cocoon of manifested gales. Once fully formed, the cocoon exploded and unleashed a forceful pulse. A ghostly figure obscured by a cloak of storms was now in full view. Its dour expression was hidden except for a single eye that looked upon the beast with contempt. Six ephemeral hands joined Maive as they pointed towards the toad beast.

Instinct took over Maive as she clenched her fist. The ephemeral hands vanished back into the winds rapidly converging upon the toad beast. Once again, the wind gained form: a hand as large as the toad beast. The wind assailed it from all sides, the newly-formed hand gripping the toad. It was an attempt at freeing Sofia by treating the toad as a squeeze toy.