She stumbles a bit when she finds herself back in the street before finding her footing again. She looks at her brass knuckled hand, the back out at the street where the obelisk had been.
“Set you free, huh...” she mumbles this time, hands dropping to her sides as she looks up to the swirling sky above her. This is not the first time a child has asked her for help, but it’s definitely the first time she’s had no idea how to even begin doing so. The feeling of powerlessness she’s experiencing right now is crushing, she’s not felt anything like this since she was a child herself.
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She stumbles a bit when she finds herself back in the street before finding her footing again. She looks at her brass knuckled hand, the back out at the street where the obelisk had been.
“Set you free, huh...” she mumbles this time, hands dropping to her sides as she looks up to the swirling sky above her. This is not the first time a child has asked her for help, but it’s definitely the first time she’s had no idea how to even begin doing so. The feeling of powerlessness she’s experiencing right now is crushing, she’s not felt anything like this since she was a child herself.