[You can hear more screams in the distance. Your distress climbs. No. No, no, you tried so hard. You were trying so hard. And yet your magic bubbles ferociously in your limbs, in your throat, no matter how you keep trying to press it down like you've tried for years. But it hurts. It hurts, and you feel what little grip you have over your own power slipping.
They have died because of you. And you want to scream until your throat goes hoarse. There has to be something you can do, something, something something.
Khun will feel the urge to double over, like his magic is trying to burst from his skin if he doesn't pull himself together.]
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[You can hear more screams in the distance. Your distress climbs. No. No, no, you tried so hard. You were trying so hard. And yet your magic bubbles ferociously in your limbs, in your throat, no matter how you keep trying to press it down like you've tried for years. But it hurts. It hurts, and you feel what little grip you have over your own power slipping.
They have died because of you. And you want to scream until your throat goes hoarse. There has to be something you can do, something, something something.
Khun will feel the urge to double over, like his magic is trying to burst from his skin if he doesn't pull himself together.]