[It's said with a smile that does not reach his eyes.
You can hear more screaming 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 all 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.
G'raha 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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[It's said with a smile that does not reach his eyes.
You can hear more screaming 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 all 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.
G'raha will feel the urge to double over, like his magic is trying to burst from his skin if he doesn't pull himself together.]