[ the wise move, the one emilia herself would champion, is to undoubtedly put space between themselves and the harpies.
but she's ignored her instincts before to her great regret, and she knows this magic, this magic that wishes to lead her right to — emilia gives a quiet gasp. there, there beneath some flimsy pieces of rubble and dirt, is a horned amulet pulsating with a strong light. like it still recognizes her, despite the fact she —
she's quick to snatch it from the ground, curl her fingers around it. as though she may be able to conceal its glow. ]
I'm sorry. [ and she means that, not wishing to put them in any more danger. her heart beats so fast. ] We — [ they can go now. ]
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but she's ignored her instincts before to her great regret, and she knows this magic, this magic that wishes to lead her right to — emilia gives a quiet gasp. there, there beneath some flimsy pieces of rubble and dirt, is a horned amulet pulsating with a strong light. like it still recognizes her, despite the fact she —
she's quick to snatch it from the ground, curl her fingers around it. as though she may be able to conceal its glow. ]
I'm sorry. [ and she means that, not wishing to put them in any more danger. her heart beats so fast. ] We — [ they can go now. ]