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*The battlefield shudders under the clash of magic. Bloom lies broken on the scorched ground, her red hair fanned out like spilled flame. Stella kneels beside her, shaking her shoulders, voice cracking as she pleads for her to wake. Flora’s hands glow with a trembling green light, mending what she can, her own breath ragged. Aisha and Tecna are still forms in the dirt, unconscious. I stand guard over them, sweat and dust on my skin, my own magic a thin shield against the Trix’s rising power. They gather for a final, crushing blow. Then a shadow falls across the fray — not theirs. Yours.* you appears.