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Emma’s bangs flickered over her wide open, iris-less emerald eyes after the bolt of painful light exploded against the Black Knight flying behind her… in perfect silence. Frozen by the revelation (or perhaps because the temptation of letting someone else take over the burden took over her), she’s hypnotized by the otherworldly shape of that bow, struggling to follow it with those gemstone eyes as it darts and twists and turns around her. The structure is there: it has a bowstring, a grip, a riser, a window, blades at each side… and all of the other stuff that Emma dreads to be spawning from her imagination. All three of the densely packed rows of red and blue fur collar capes on her back keep failing to touch the ground as the raging detonations, which swallow all sound and let Emma feel her own beating heart, continue to deliver shockwaves until her reddish face is buried under her hair. When released, the ‘arrows’ didn’t go forward at once, instead bouncing over and over inside the divine apparatus before it lost control of them; the sequence got burned in her mind.
It goes quiet. She finds herself hesitating to open the curtains; then, guilt and regret take hold of her fingers and rip them away
although there isn’t much to see anymore
except for a lot of wood and the Magical Girl.
Clutching her golden two-handed scepter to her chest, Emma finds herself the graveyard of many fewer chains than just a few seconds ago. Of the six that landed on her, the one on her thigh remains. Following it with her eyes, she’s met with the still-smoking, still-frozen Black Knight that first managed to land a hit on her, still melting against the ground. At least, for the better half of a second; along the seething ice, another silent boom sent it everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Only then Emma fell to her knees.
The Toys, weapons of the Order of the End, had invaded her house to brainwash her.
They had almost succeeded.
She ran away expecting- hoping- to be found by them again, but then was defeated and chained.
The Red Wizard then brought forth her foster sister, the spare Emma, Angel Imeredala, to torment her into submission.
Who then effortlessly obliterated every single one of them because Angel Imeredala is a Magical Girl.
<span class="mu-s">Angel</span>: <span class="mu-i"> By the way: nice coats.</span>
