[ Finally. This is it. Your actions and what you put out into the world will prove your salvation or your undoing, and Popp has crashed into or with a lot of people with various types of transportation magic. He shrieks and braces to catch a high-speed impact... and when that turns out to be far, far lighter than anticipated, falls over backwards from overbalancing. ]
Yeah, sort of - but what kind of magic was that?!
[ He's pulled himself up to a sitting position and is now pointing at her indignantly. ]
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Yeah, sort of - but what kind of magic was that?!
[ He's pulled himself up to a sitting position and is now pointing at her indignantly. ]