Then I'll put it back together. [She sounds more confident than she is, but she can't go back now, can she? She can feel the bloodlust thrumming through her veins, and if she doesn't use it for something useful, then -
No. No more doubts. No more stalling.
The fire burns white and gold as it flows from her arm, sharpening into glimmering talons.]
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No. No more doubts. No more stalling.
The fire burns white and gold as it flows from her arm, sharpening into glimmering talons.]