Ja-- [ askldnjfanf hair in her face! hair in her face! ] Jaune--
[ She's going to hate herself for putting him through this; he must be going through an entirely different kind of agony watching her writhe like someone possessed...
Then she feels it, the last of her magic like dying sparks at the end of a wire. Muscle and bone and tissue knitting together, repairing themselves, closing wounds and easing pain.
And her hair does glow! After all, her power knows no loyalty provided someone knows the song... ]
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[ She's going to hate herself for putting him through this; he must be going through an entirely different kind of agony watching her writhe like someone possessed...
Then she feels it, the last of her magic like dying sparks at the end of a wire. Muscle and bone and tissue knitting together, repairing themselves, closing wounds and easing pain.
And her hair does glow! After all, her power knows no loyalty provided someone knows the song... ]
Ja-Jaune, I'm okay. [ weakly ] I'm here.