MORGAN
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Was it the heat in the air or something else that was causing them to fail so frequently here? Morgan sighed bitterly as she caught her hammer and took some jumping steps back, watching what Amalia, Deimos and Wessex did. With both Deimos and Wessex forming ice daggers (she was not sure quite how the Ascended woman did it: had she drunk from Deimos earlier? That was not something Morgan could imagine), she decided to work with them as a team; maybe they'd have better luck if they all worked together on one thing.
Holding out her hands, she sent a flurry of sharp ice shards out towards the leviathan, aiming especially for it's face and eyes; hopefully this time they had a chance to actually hit.
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Morgan uses her water magic to also aim ice daggers at the leviathan! Ice dagger party!
Holding out her hands, she sent a flurry of sharp ice shards out towards the leviathan, aiming especially for it's face and eyes; hopefully this time they had a chance to actually hit.
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Morgan uses her water magic to also aim ice daggers at the leviathan! Ice dagger party!
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
