[Perhaps, Sieglinde sometimes thought, another mage could do this better. A real witch, not her, a scientist who has just been lied to all her life who found it easier to cling to the trappings of magic than to face the truth and explain it to everyone, who had received the gift of a magic universal at the cost of power. A real witch could simply place that spell and go about their business unheeded...
But now it couldn't matter what another would do.
Sieglinde grit her teeth, gaze flicking briefly over to Koltira and Achilles' fight before she was back focusing on Papyrus, mentally quashing that attempt at movement with a hiss of effort.]
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But now it couldn't matter what another would do.
Sieglinde grit her teeth, gaze flicking briefly over to Koltira and Achilles' fight before she was back focusing on Papyrus, mentally quashing that attempt at movement with a hiss of effort.]