See, awkward social interactions? Not Ange's thing at all. She's so bad at those. But fighting, now that's something she's a lot better at. It feels so much more simple, despite having such higher stakes.
She spreads her arms out in front of them, and out of nowhere a thick old-looking tome appears in it. It opens by itself, pages flipping as if being blown by the wind.
"Let's go!" At her command floating ornate stakes appear in the air, darting towards the creatures, making a few of said creatures dissolve into piles of sand after getting hit.
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See, awkward social interactions? Not Ange's thing at all. She's so bad at those. But fighting, now that's something she's a lot better at. It feels so much more simple, despite having such higher stakes.
She spreads her arms out in front of them, and out of nowhere a thick old-looking tome appears in it. It opens by itself, pages flipping as if being blown by the wind.
"Let's go!" At her command floating ornate stakes appear in the air, darting towards the creatures, making a few of said creatures dissolve into piles of sand after getting hit.