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Okie dokie guys I’m officially taking out the Shrike :’)

The air pulsed, snapping and crackling as a stifling pressure grew in the atmosphere.

A hollow screech tore through the air.  Blazing sparks shot through the room, twisting and fracturing and converging, like infinite fractals of glass shattering as one.  The pressure mounted, the air throbbed, pulsing and tensing until a deafening roar rent the atmosphere.

Silence.

An intricately carved knife clattered to the ground, wildly spinning on the cold marble.

Sasha was gone, and with him, the magic goose.

@rose-colored-fancy The Shrike may be a city-destroying alternate reality, but he at least has some morals.  Like, not stealing, even if it’s from morally bankrupt assassins with murderous intent 😉

Anyways, tell Kongar he can safely retrieve his knife now lol