Point-of-View: Estella Ainsworth
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"This has been fun and all, but I think it's time to end it. Sorry, but time to die, little Demon girl...[Mystic Transcension: Nuclear Death]," She chanted, the air around her shimmering as Nuclear energy surrounded her in a oval-shaped shroud, waves of disorienting energy pulsing out of it, causing me to stumble back slightly as I felt a bit dizzy and nauseated.
"Ugh...," I groaned slightly, biting the inside of my lip to reorient myself.