[ She bristles like an angry cat, suspicious of the green light despite it's soothing proprieties. His spells are effective, as much as she is loathed to admit, already she feels better than she did moments before. Nevertheless she cannot help but feel indignant, her frustrated anger at how easily he is able to pull off such spells pooling in her stomach. ]
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[ She bristles like an angry cat, suspicious of the green light despite it's soothing proprieties. His spells are effective, as much as she is loathed to admit, already she feels better than she did moments before. Nevertheless she cannot help but feel indignant, her frustrated anger at how easily he is able to pull off such spells pooling in her stomach. ]
Morgana. My name is Morgana.