[she's making for her position when that light blazes out, and she dives, making a last-effort grasp, to no avail.]
No!
[you cannot change the events you see, Minfilia's voice whispers, and K'pandolu clenches her hand, still staring down, eyes beginning to prickle. The city, these events… What good was it? What good are they?
She pushes herself to her feet again, a tremble in her shoulders, and looks for the source of the spell.]
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No!
[you cannot change the events you see, Minfilia's voice whispers, and K'pandolu clenches her hand, still staring down, eyes beginning to prickle. The city, these events… What good was it? What good are they?
She pushes herself to her feet again, a tremble in her shoulders, and looks for the source of the spell.]