Ruin took over the parallel spellcaster’s mind. All she could think about was how fast her Karma spell could burn the bodies of the innocent citizens of the non-parallel grounds. How dare they trap her somewhere like this. She’d see to it herself that the city burns and collapses, taking every godforsaken soul with it. First and foremost, she’d have to take care of her original self. The one that was too meek, too cowardly to do anything about her situation. Perhaps she’d get what she’d desire after all, considering that the original Marie was under the sole of her boot, crushing her shoulder.
Marie let out a cry of pain, terrified of what was going to happen. The scientist’s alert to all the citizens made her heart sink, horrified of the possibility of having to face a parallel version of herself. Complete disregard for the living, yet a strength the young woman wished to have. Would she die here...? At the mercy of herself? No. Her friends continued the fight against the Rite back in the All-Seeing Eye. She’d abandon them if she took death without a fight. With a struggle, Marie aimed her rod in her parallel’s center, releasing the spell Ruwach, blowing her away and giving Marie enough space to get up and run away. She had made it a good distance apart from her assailant, only to bump into someone who already had their hands full after finishing off a parallel soldier.
“Please... I beg of you. Please help me! I-I’m not sure how much longer until my copy finds me again. I’ll assist you however I can afterwards, and I’ll be forever grateful!”
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