[ She's really not in the mood for your ranting old man- her gaze slides back to him, still glowing under that hood, before she looks around at the destructed area, frowns a moment, and...
... Well, the colors start returning to the grass and wildlife back within the range of her little circle. Perhaps not as healthy as before, more a sickly greenish-yellow, but it's upright at least. ]
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... Well, the colors start returning to the grass and wildlife back within the range of her little circle. Perhaps not as healthy as before, more a sickly greenish-yellow, but it's upright at least. ]
I will experiment as long as I need to.