<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 26px">Anaís</span></span></span><br/>
<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">@ Camp.<br/>
Professors, Guards and Students.</span><br/>​</div><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Anaís, upon her idling to the sidelines of battle near Mystera, had noticed a man glanced in her direction. He held is palm in such the demeanor that she could only believe he intended on disposing of her. <br/>
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She shook her head dismissively, and returned her glance to her beloved twin sister. For she was only a specter from the plains of those no longer living - forced to follow Mystera due to their incredible bond. Yet now with Ianice’s spectral vision could he see Anaís nearly identical resemblance towards Mystera.<br/>
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She could not assist her twin sister, but only cared for her personal safety. Anaís could only give and take power from her twin sister. The two were but a pendulum. Inseparable yet two sides of the same coin. <br/>
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The man who held his palm up towards her ran over to the girl, now. <br/>
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Mystera still hadn’t an idea of the war happening with such the goblins. But that was none the matter. For she was nearly bled out from the arrow that was freshly embedded in her. <br/>
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Her fatigued eyes glimpsed from Ian towards Anaís. She could not even bare the strength of nodding… for she wanted the others to be protected. They were slowly burrowing their way into Mystera’s familial instinct - for she had none of her own but Anaís.<br/>
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Anaís nodded in response, and stepped away from the man now caring for Mystera. Her tattoo located on her calf now glowing and noticeable to the naked eye.<br/>
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Anaís continued to take from Mystera’s reserve and turned her attention towards the goblin chieftains. <br/>
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Yet again had she appeared facing the oncoming fog. With another wave, another screeching wave shot out towards the oncoming assault. More powerful than before, a slight vibration would frustrate the dirt below as even the chieftains quivered at the tamed, yet awesome power. <br/>
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She stepped forward, this time staying in sight and unleashing wave after wave of this sound wave. <br/>
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One such chieftain had attempted to slab Anaís, but the blade went straight through. She turned to face the giant and held her hand direction to his face. Another wave… and the goblins’ eyes exploded. <br/>
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It screeched loudly and began to swing wildly. Anaís simply stared and watched, before unleashing another sound wave directly towards the chieftains ear. Blood squirted from their ears… and it screeched more. <br/>
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From here, Anaís turned her attention towards more goblins… for the soldiers could easily finish off said chieftain.</span></span>