Lali twiddles her thumbs a bit, but eventually decides that it wouldn’t do much harm to reveal<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>in a world of colorful talking ponies...<br/>“Well... you see... ‘Magic’ actually does exist in my world, but it’s extremely rare, and the few people who have it usually keep it a closely guarded secret.” As she speaks, she pulls a black hooded cloak out of a large pouch that was on her belt and puts it on. It casts a shadow that conceals her face. “Remember when I said I was a vigilante? Well... I’m... kind of more of a super hero.” She then pulls out two sets of marionette control bars, which seem to have violet ethereal strings hanging from them. “’The Puppet Mistress’ is what I was called.”