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"Found you, Philomena."
Rufullo's purple eyeshadow was heavy, the corners of her black lips curled up, her smile particularly unsettling.
"What are you?"
"Can't you see, I am you!"
"Sorry, I didn't see that."
Philomena mourned in silence for a few seconds, polite yet disdainful; Rufullo was old and ugly, her makeup aesthetics a mess, certainly not her.
In a flash of crimson from Rufullo's eyes, devoid of any attempt to hide malice, her hand hidden beneath her robe quickly raised, and she rapidly pulled the trigger of the dainty lady's handgun.
The bullets never touched Philomena, not even close. The Golden Mage's Life Barrier opened, blocking all the incoming bullets.
Life is capable of evolution!
Ordinary people who haven't studied magic will nonetheless have some residual elements of earth, fire, water, and wind in their bodies due to prolonged exposure, and through training can achieve robust health.