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- now, her breath heavy and warm. She could feel it from thereโฆ smell the iron as she raised her hand into a closed fist.
Thenโฆ she lowered itโฆ
Slowly.
โ And I refuseโฆ to allow you to die to me. Youโฆ have notโฆ earned itโฆ That is whyโฆ
I kept you aliveโฆ
False Hero. โ
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โ Of all the heroines I could have attractedโฆ it just had to have been youโฆ Selfish, broken, useless youโฆ! Not even fitting as a ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ค๐๐ฎ. I refuseโฆ to dieโฆ to YOU! โ
Her voice growled in a way unnatural to even her, her eyes grew large with uncontrolled fury. More beast than woman -
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- She endured this agony for nothing at all.
And that frustration, that anguish, propelled her bodyโs movement as she slowly made her way towards the bloodied magical girl.
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- and smirks.
โ But not for any nobleโฆ or heroic sacrifice. But because you are a cowardโฆ You are not worthyโฆ of my deathโฆ โ
In place of that blood? Venom. Surging through her teeth as she almost seemed angry with the girl for wasting her time, building her hopes up for it to amount to nothing. -
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- chuckles nonetheless, finding humor in the situation, outright laughing off her injuries though they burned and stung like hell.
โ You were so ready to dieโฆ โ
A hack, and crimson liquid spews from her lips and spills onto the floor. With one unsupporting hand, she wipes the blood off her face -
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- interacting with your Aqua! โบ๏ธ
@reasonofchaos.bsky.social โ You play Demi-Fiend incredibly well and your passion for the SMT franchise is contagious. I always love to see you on the TL and I think he and Sonata have an interesting relationship!
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she would have at point blankโฆ butโฆ
โ gghโฆ hhhghโฆ โ
Bleedingโฆ
She looked down to see the wound in her chest. Thank goodness for the resilience of witches, but the pain wasโฆ unbearable nonetheless. She could barely feel her limbs.
Coughingโฆ
Groaningโฆ
But still aliveโฆ
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- suffocated the impact of the blast somewhat, it broke through her barrier nonetheless.
The final blast was enough to nearly turn the room to shreds, blasting her back into her organ as she gave a feral shriek. At the least, she was away enough from the blast to receive less damage than -
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- accumulated power she had gained and focused it on the bomb.
Her goal โ ? To envelop it in an invisible barrier. Perhaps that would contain it. Clenching her teeth tightly, she grunted harshly and released her magic onto it.
But again โ she underestimated the situation. While her power had -
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Never had she been in a situation like thisโฆ She had gotten too cocky, too locked in the role. But what was she to do now?
Pulling in as much binding magic as she could from the surrounding area with a quick wave of her arms; she collected the -
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- tragedy, clear cut as could be, which meant if she allowed this to happen, her life would be an effective failure!
For the first time, thankfully blanketed by the growing ethereal light of the bomb, the witch expressed genuine fear and panic. Damn her! She had underestimated the situation!
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- her usual composure.
โ Even if I release you, will you really ever be free? I know that look. You were trapped before you even set foot in this house!
What a miserable person you are! Kahahahah! Kihihihihihi! Aheh-HA-HA-HA! โ
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But what had she to fear? She didnโt exactly seem concerned with throwing her life away, or perhaps she had just gotten numb to the pain.
The woman couldnโt help but deliver a wheezing, maddening laugh at the sight, her face twisting and contorting into something utterly malevolent, far beyond -
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@heirofspace.bsky.social
I: โ Remember what I taught you. โ
V: โ You need more lessons, Iโm afraid. Your body lacks rhythm. โ
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@twilightstrider.bsky.social
I: โ We talked about the endurance of mankind together. Would you care to show it to me up close? โ
V: โ Evidently, you are not the prince that does me in. I was hoping that was the case. โ
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- turned subtly despite their stone and inanimate nature. With a flick of her hand, the door opened on itโs own.
The inside of the house, from his view, was almost completely dark. Only a sole candelabra illuminated the foyer. But by the time he could discern anything, she already shut the door.
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- that hovered over everything. Despite the modern houses and buildings they had passed before, this was definitely a relic of timeโs past.
She approached a gate, flanked by two gargoyles on both sides, as well as thick brick walls that surrounded the entire estate.
โ Fridays. 3 PM. โ
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- guitars and trumpets with only a keyboard. โ
Then, her finger perched upon her chin, giving the idea some thought before nodding and giving her final statement on the matter.
โ You will be paying ninety dollars for the lessons. And they will occur weekly. โ
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She hung her bag over her shoulder and gave a soft yawn as she walked towards the door.
โ You may tell me the details and what you are willing to pay as we walk. โ
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โ My name is Madame Luna Sonata. It is a pleasure. โ
She pivots around on her piano bench until she more properly faces the hedgehog.
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@heirofspace.bsky.social
โ Ah. โ
He had come to her teaching building at the exact same time another student had come out, giddy at their newfound skill.
The woman was just about ready to unpack and go home when he had arrived in the waiting room. Still, she halted.
โ What brings you here? โ
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- to trade in her warriorโs spirit for a pair of ballet slippers.
The plan she cooked in her mind was a slow-burning one. But the seeds for it were well planted enough. She had seen the vision. And it would surely resonate with her heart deeply.
Could ๐ผ๐ฆ๐ช๐ become her greatest pupil yet?