Mami falters, but she will not fail. She swings one rifle to deflect a spear, then another.
"I am who I need to be to keep fighting!"
She uses her ribbons to bounce up, daring the illusion to chase her...but she wants to get a better look at this chaos. And to add her voice to those calling out to it.
"Destroying us may satisfy you, but will it bring back your home? Or an illusion of it? And if you choose illusions...they have a way of keeping you stuck, unable to grow, don't you think?"
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Mami falters, but she will not fail. She swings one rifle to deflect a spear, then another.
"I am who I need to be to keep fighting!"
She uses her ribbons to bounce up, daring the illusion to chase her...but she wants to get a better look at this chaos. And to add her voice to those calling out to it.
"Destroying us may satisfy you, but will it bring back your home? Or an illusion of it? And if you choose illusions...they have a way of keeping you stuck, unable to grow, don't you think?"