A piece of magicite--Thunder, more precisely. [She's marking time still on her urn, and once assured that both soldiers are down for the count, she starts rolling forward again--it's much easier to keep pace with Adora this way.
It's a bit tricky navigating this building, but she's reasonably assured as they proceed.] Now! We can say hello more civilly. I didn't get your namie.
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It's a bit tricky navigating this building, but she's reasonably assured as they proceed.] Now! We can say hello more civilly. I didn't get your namie.