[She has no words, now. She wants to find them, but they simply do not come. And in truth, there's no time. There was more to be done, and Bepo was still fighting at the foot of the mountain.
All she can do is give her friend a nod. She turns to the cliff's edge, creating a new pillar of bubbles. With a splash, she is gone-- a flash of green and crimson as she rockets to earth, the water washing her clean.
Quietly, she prays it would be the last of the blood to be shed tonight.]
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All she can do is give her friend a nod. She turns to the cliff's edge, creating a new pillar of bubbles. With a splash, she is gone-- a flash of green and crimson as she rockets to earth, the water washing her clean.
Quietly, she prays it would be the last of the blood to be shed tonight.]