[Flandre's wings flattened to her back as Patchouli coughed into her vest, pupils dilating out as she glanced from the wizard to Meiling in distress. Eventually, one of the wings came back out, folding around Patchouli's back like a hand--and helped carry her that way.
Remilia tearing apart the drones both relieved and...wound her up again. Even made her feel slightly jealous. She should be there, by her sister's side...
Flandre started growling again, and what few drones made it past her sister and Meiling were abruptly bisected by an outsized flaming sword. She couldn't move it much, swinging it around one-handed as she was, but for now she didn't need to. That anger that had been shoved to the back of her mind was slowly coming to the fore again--and worse, this time.]
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Remilia tearing apart the drones both relieved and...wound her up again. Even made her feel slightly jealous. She should be there, by her sister's side...
Flandre started growling again, and what few drones made it past her sister and Meiling were abruptly bisected by an outsized flaming sword. She couldn't move it much, swinging it around one-handed as she was, but for now she didn't need to. That anger that had been shoved to the back of her mind was slowly coming to the fore again--and worse, this time.]