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[Once again, her scrubs are torn, but this time they're more like shredded. She's bone-pale and covered in blood. Most of it, however, is ink black and flecked with little, star-like speckles. She's breathing heavily, a chunk of sharp-edged glass in her hand; drops of mixed red and shimmering black drip from the end and plip rhythmically against the dismembered hand by her feet.]

...I told you, bastards, leave him alone.

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[Trots toward her, grumbling a bit. Brush time! She makes a few long, thick strokes in the air above Misaki's injuries. A moment later they're quickly closing. Ammy comes to a stop and sits down, watching Misaki with a reproving expression.]

What happened, Misaki Kirihara?

[Frowning at her] What did you do?

I healed you. It's one of my god powers.

Now, please tell me what happened. Your scent has changed subtly.

There was a child. They were going to hurt him.

And you stopped them, did you?

Yes.

[Glances at the severed hand.] I can't condone killing, but I can't condemn you for it, either. Not when it was done to help another.

Mu said the same thing. [Basically]

It's very interesting, though, isn't it? That you would put yourself in harm's way for a stranger~

He... was a child.

[Smiles at her.] The darkness and the mist are starting to lift, I think.

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