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Heavy shit, here go we again. Even the music stopped.
ರೃ Lucinda: Then their families never got news of their departure. Some may still be waiting for them because you did not follow proper procedure.
Lifa: I even wish that mattered. We come and go so fast that by now few care or remember. When the war happened, three-quarters of the Magical Girls of Buenos Aires were annihilated over a single day- and only one out of every five of us saw the end of it. It shattered the Veil. Normal people were killed. It made it to the news and the Internet- yet you didn’t know any of that. It’s as if it had never happened.
You already miss the cheerful and messy Lifa from a minute ago. The bitterness and clarity in this voice, reeking of guilt and regret in utter calmness, is of a completely different person. A very, very, very fucking angry person.
Lifa: And, one day, it will happen again. And, the day after, no one will remember it. No one will learn. Nothing will change.
You glance at the door and catch Felicia peeking, which makes her hide again.
ರೃ Lucinda: I did know of E-Magi. I was told about them by the Coordinator. You are being pessimistic.
Lifa walks away from Lucinda. Once at the foot of the stairs, she turns to face the blonde in full.
Lifa: I’ll take a wild guess and say that you know the name and what they do, which is protect the Veil… but you don’t know what their current Holy Butchers, Scarfs and Ribbons, did during the war. Maybe you knew that there were too many Magical Girls and too few Witches, but I don’t think she told you of what many of them were doing to stay alive. That Raya herself had caused the war to quell our numbers, the numbers of her own faction, my faction… all to protect the faith in Magical Girls.
