I need this. You pant, letting yourself drop to the ground as you try your best to hold onto all of this magic. All of it.
It hurts, like lightning is dancing through your veins. Omega helps, but it just takes the strain off for a moment before it comes again. I can't— Magic rushes from your grasp, the ground around you melting into molten slag, forcing you to give up even more as you split your attention to stop yourself from getting burnt. Fucking STOP.
You grit your teeth, ignoring the pain blooming behind your eyes as you breathe deeply, the raging storm of magic dancing across your body, but not escaping any more. Got you. The magic starts to settle, just a little, but it's still so... energetic. Your own magic obeyed your whims without issue, this magic felt like it was always trying to jump and spark, like lightning. Oh. That explained that.
Grunting, you push yourself to your knees, solidifying the ground under your before the lava sets around your legs. Owww. Note to self, don't do that again, it fucking hurts. You hiss and finish cooling down the area around you, absent-mindedly putting out the raging forest fire you'd started. Alright, there is.. no way I can hide like this. This was just... so much more magic than you'd ever dealt with at once, except that one time with the vault, and worse, it refused to be hidden like your magic usually does. It roiled under the layers, sparking through and breaking your concealment. Well great, I'm basically a giant fucking beacon of magic.
You resist the urge to shout, rolling your shoulders as you try to sense where that car had gone. I never expected them to find other magical girls, certainly not this quickly. Normal mages were dangerous enough, finding out other girls would side against you and Gaia was an issue. Oi, I thought you made Magical Girls.
[There are quite a few that have appeared recently that I haven't made. I guess the world believes enough in them that they can exist without my prodding.] She doesn't exactly sound certain, but it's more of an idea than you had. Mmn. How many are there? [Nearly a dozen, some of them are quite far flung.] She seems to be distracted by something, but you don't pry, you don't really care. What do I do now? You can feel her shrug. [Survive, they're coming.] You blink. They know where I am.
You can't hide, you don't know where their base is, and they are definitely coming for you with everything they can muster. Shit. I need to make a... defence, or something. I can probably outrun the ground troops, but I don't want to take my chances with that fucking anti-air thing. No way they'd send infantry after you, they'd seen you melt them no problem. Tanks, aircraft, maybe missiles? Definitely that fucking AA.
I need a plan.
[] Defence Plan
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[] Risk it and run.
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