#projectionmagic

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✖  Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.

She squeaked at the sudden feeling of teeth gently sinking into her skin before shrinking away in embarrassment.

“It’s no use. You can't save them.”

She's observed long enough to understand how these "quests" worked. A person created by the system becomes targeted by a monster. Its comrade runs to their rescue to find an adventurer. Only to run back to see it’s too late.  The event would repeat when someone else drew close enough to initiate the quest.

Time was cruel. Its cycle sending more than one person astray. Catching many people up in its web. And who knew better than she.

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“..Talking to Archer about you? Do you really lack that much faith in me? He’s the last person I’d trust regarding you. You should know that by now.” She seemed almost hurt by such an assumption, but chose not to shift the conversation into her favor. She eyed him carefully, extending a hand to perhaps rest on his shoulder, if he let her.

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“That thing is waaaay too big for us to take on, Emiya-kun. I know you wanna get out of here as much as I do, but don’t you think we should take this more seriously?” She rubbed her temples for a moment before fiddling with her rod, tapping it gently and moving to sit on the ground. Despite the entire world being generated, she quite liked the view. It was almost as tranquil as a real-life plain.