[She'll just move her cape a little so Pyyrha doesn't sit on it. It may be fake fur now but still. She didn't want to bowl her over when she stood up later.]
I suppose it was less confusing than my last vision. Yet. [That spider. The way the Prime Minister, formerly so cunning and cruel, was reduced to a roaring wreck who would pull herself off the ground to only be cut down over and over.] For a moment it was as if I was staring in a mirror.
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[She'll just move her cape a little so Pyyrha doesn't sit on it. It may be fake fur now but still. She didn't want to bowl her over when she stood up later.]
I suppose it was less confusing than my last vision. Yet. [That spider. The way the Prime Minister, formerly so cunning and cruel, was reduced to a roaring wreck who would pull herself off the ground to only be cut down over and over.] For a moment it was as if I was staring in a mirror.