My brows furrowed as my mind tried to decipher the terms she just used. It sounded like she was calling us dishonorable, and that we were spies if I was translating this right and not just pulling words out of my ass. She really hated our guts, didn't she...
"We're not Imperial spies, Madame," I reasoned hoping that maybe, just maybe, we could still get out of this mess without fighting the mysterious plant Zahler. "We're just passing through."
"And yet you kill and destroy?!" the woman yelled, her anger apparent as a strange pressure seemed to come off of her. "With your Elementalism, Numérateur?!"
Hoo boy... "I had to defend my sister, Madame," I defended, my stomach already churning at a speed that made me able to cast my power. "Surely, you'd understand."
The woman only laughed at my words, "And I'm sure you will understand that I will not believe the lies of an Imperiale such as yourself!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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