Clara turned around, not showing that she was slightly upset. Her first kill... was a three year old.
She started debateing with herself. But she was a spastic, deranged, insane, powerful three year old! Clara one said furiously.
Yes, but she was still just a child, Clara two said softly.
She would have burned the spellbooks!
So? You took a life just so you could learn some silly magic?
Clara one was quiet for a moment, then said Well, what did you expect? This mission would be easy as pie? There will be many, many more killings!
Clara two sighed.Yes, I know...but...
Clara realized tears were forming in her eyes. She wiped them away and let out a small smile. "Well that," she said softly to the rest of the group, "is that."
((didn't mean to godmod, guys. Amelia could have blocked or dodged the attacks,))
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