"Wait so you expect me to believe that you are the granddaughter of a legit fallen star? A big ball of gas in space?" Lyon asked accusingly, looking at Lucy with contempt. She pursed her lips to keep from snapping.
"Yes. To my understanding, it was the essence of the star that became a human and the power of the star is where my magic came from." She sighed. The men of Blue Pegasus had been uncharacteristically silent during her tale, and Hibiki was the first to break it. "Well personally I'm quite glad to say that I've touched the stars with my own two hands."
Lucy rolled her eyes. The men of Blue Pegasus were…slightly underwhelming. While she knew they were likely powerful mages, their personalities left much to be desired. Or rather, much to be missed. She hated their overly flirty personas.
"Oi, Luce, maybe you should do the thing," Natsu said, having stood by her side as she recounted her magical journey in support. Lucy looked at him with confusion, her brow wrinkled.
"You know, the thing you do sometimes," He said, nudging her with his elbow.
"Oh! That thing," she exclaimed. She cautiously looked around the cottage and took a step towards an empty corner, as far from the others as she could get. She took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders, trying to relax her muscles. She smiled over at her friends, who gave her knowing mischievous grins. Gray was the only one who looked a little concerned, no doubt thinking about her literal lackluster appearance this morning.
Lucy knew her magic seeped out of her pores, leaking through her skin, making it glimmer in the light, and pour down from her hair, granting her blonde locks a golden luster. She could see the effects of her magic, especially when out in the dull human world. She knew her eyes had a slight sparkle to them, the flecks of stardust glimmering in her irises radiant against the brown of her eyes. Normally, she kept a good portion of her focus on maintaining as much of a human-esque appearance as she could, but for the skeptical mages relying on the truth of her tale she decided to release the damper she kept over her appearance.
She let it happen slowly, let the heavenly ichor in her veins run thick and fill her cells. Then, she called for the starlight burning with the force of the heavens inside of her, to shine.
Natsu called it her "glow-stick effect," but Lucy hated his nickname for when her starlight roamed free across her body. She released her aura and let her light fill the air, the heat from its power slowly pouring through the room.
She looked down at her arms, satisfied to see a bright light shining from her skin. She smiled brightly, her new companions wearing various expressions of surprise and awe. Sherry looked the most excited, and Lyon's jaw had dropped open. Even Jura raised one of his strange eyebrows in surprise. The men of Blue Pegasus were slack jawed and awestruck. Her teammates looked smug.
Lucy laughed, her magic reacting to her mood and flaring through the room. She knew her body was almost indiscernible from the radiance she projected, and when everyone slowly moved to cover their eyes, she focused on reigning her power back underneath her skin where it belonged. Her magic seemed to let out a mournful noise as it was compressed again into her body. Her eyes caught on the brief but blinding reflection of her light against Gray's silver necklace, which had been revealed a few seconds ago as he removed his shirt.
"Star light, star bright."
That voice. Its slimy whisper slid back into her mind and brought the memories of her nightmare and the unbearably cold darkness that came with it. Goosebumps dotted her flesh and her breath caught in her throat. Flashes of the man in her nightmare reaching into her chest and violently pulling her shining heart out swarmed her thoughts.
Lucy squeezed her eyes shut to block out the memories, which was a terrible mistake. The darkness floating against her eyelids sent her into a panic. Her heart pounded in her chest, the pulsing beat echoing in her skull. Her fear overtook her senses and overpowered her rational mind.
She opened her eyes with a low gasp and let her magic swarm in her again. The power ringing in her veins thrummed to life and coated her skin defensively. She felt the control over her aura and her starlight slip from her mental grasp, and knew she was about to ruin Makarov's carefully laid out plans.
Her Stardust pulsed alongside her heartbeat and grew and grew with each breath. Starlight burst from her as she let out a scream and threw her arms wide, sending a wave of burning heat and blinding light through the cottage. She could hear the telltale ring of her aura fill her ears, and vaguely saw humanoid forms in the light fall to their knees and desperately try to plug their ears.
Lucy lost herself in the fear clouding her mind and her heart, and let her magic take over and send her spiraling towards a devastating supernova.
-ooooo-
Natsu knew something was wrong when her warm brown eyes widened and clouded with utter terror. He could almost feel her tension thickening in the air. He caught the scent of her fear a moment later, right before she spread her arms wide and screamed in agony, her magic flaring.
High-pitched ringing overwhelmed his sensitive hearing and his knee buckled while he tried to regain his bearings. The fire drakon hissed and clenched his eyes shut against the blinding flash of starlight flaring through the cottage.
He knew he should have postponed this meeting after walking in to find her in such a state last night.
When she called, he was half asleep and forgot that it was strange for her to call so late. Then her terrified gasps and pleas echoed through the phone and he nearly lost it. Not again. He couldn't lose her again.
He bounded across Magnolia, keeping their connection open and whispering reassurances through the phone to try to help her. When he finally did arrive at her apartment, no foreign scents anywhere to be found, he let a little relief relax his shoulders and calm his mind.
And when he found her, shivering and sobbing and shaking alone, his heart shattered. It was when he crawled into her bed that he noticed the unearthly cold clinging to her aura, and when she told him of her nightmare it made sense. Something had reached out to her through her dreams.
Something that wanted to eat her heart.
This was worse.
She let loose all of her control leashing her wild and heavenly magic out of fear, as a defense mechanism. He remembered the last time she let her aura burst, but it was nothing compared to the level of chaos she was nearing now.
Even Natsu, a creature born of flame, could feel the sting of the heat waving out from her blazing form. He peered through his fingers and saw only bright white. Cursing, he tried to look behind him at the others, but saw only the barest of shadows fighting against her light. Jura it seemed was smart enough to raise a wall of earth between his team and Lucy and was slowly trying to do the same for Natsu's team and those perverts, but he could barely maintain his own defenses against the pure energy crashing into it.
He cursed again, more creatively. He did not know what on Earthland triggered her fear response, but he had to guess it was about her nightmare.
Natsu screamed her name, but his voice was swallowed by the ringing that filled the air. He could barely see Lucy's silhouette inside that mass of magic and starlight, but Natsu knew he had to get to her, somehow.
Before she burnt her body to ash.
Right before he made his move, the earth beneath him gaped open and swallowed him up, concealing him from the brunt of Lucy's power.
He could vaguely hear thuds and groans in the dark cavern summoned beneath the cottage, and when he coated his arm in red-hot flames he saw his companions crouched together in the makeshift ditch.
They could still hear the ringing, though muffled by the dirt, and feel the waves of heat, but it was infinitely better than being stuck directly in the path of Lucy's rampage.
"She doesn't know what she's doing, she's lost control!" He yelled over the bickering and panic. Erza turned and fixed Natsu with a hard stare, waiting for him to continue. Even Lyon had shut his trap. Maybe it was the fact that the white-haired bastard was another ice user, but Lyon annoyed Natsu to no end, almost like how he felt towards the stripper.
"Last night, she was visited in a night terror by some creature that threatened to hunt her down and eat her heart, most likely for her magic. I think somehow she's reacting to her fear and she lost control," he said in a rush. Every second he wasted down here explaining was another second closer to Lucy's demise.
Gray cursed and even Erza looked unsettled.
"What would you have us do? None can get close enough to her now, she's like a living star brought to Earth," Jura said, sweat dripping down his brow from the effort of maintaining their shelter. Natsu clenched his jaw. Honestly, he hadn't thought that far. He only knew that he had to get to Lucy and stop her before it was too late.
He never knew this was the potential threat of her magic, of its strength. It should have terrified him, but he only felt the rush of adrenaline flooding his bloodstream and the excitement bubbling within his chest. A primal, draconic part of him relished in this display of her strength since it symbolized a good mate.
Natsu decided to ignore his draconic instincts and push that four-letter word to the very back of his mind.
"Can you reach through to her?" Gray asked, his voice as cold as his magic. Natsu met his dark eyes and nodded solemnly. He had no other choice.
"I can try and carve a path with my ice shields to help get you there," he offered. Natsu accepted his offer with another nod.
"Jura send us back up." Natsu lit his entire body in his flames, hoping they would provide some protection from the piercing starlight. He always knew Lucy's magical potential was vast, but to see it in person, it was cataclysmic.
Jura sent Natsu flying back into the cottage, shooting him through the earth to prevent too much of Lucy's destructive aura penetrate his underground sanctuary. Somehow, it was worse. The light was blinding even with his eyes shut, and the heat was nearly unbearable even for him.
"You know, I always wondered if I could survive if launched into the sun, but now I think I know what it would be like," he rambled. He winced as his protective layers of flame buckled against the battering of Lucy's piercing energy. Cursing, he relied on muscle memory to traverse across the room, following the heat and energy until he reached Lucy. He couldn't sense Gray in the chaos, but he felt the mage's ice shooting around him, helping him on his path.
He could barely see her form through the brilliant starlight, nor could he hear his own voice as he screamed her name. Leo's warning on the threat of a fatal supernova echoed in his mind and he would admit that he was utterly terrified. His heart pounded in his chest and for the first time, Natsu was truly afraid for Lucy's life. When she was taken by Phantom Lord, he knew he would get her back. Knew it like he knew his father was still alive somewhere, deep in his bones. Even when he found her beaten and bloody and looking like death, he knew that Wendy and Porlyusica would heal her. Sure, he was scared, but Natsu mostly hated himself for leaving her alone to get taken in the first place, and then not rescuing her fast enough.
But now, facing the true might of a star, Natsu felt cold terror vibrating in every fiber of his being.
So, Natsu did the only thing he could think of to get her attention: he hugged her.
-ooooo-
She was drowning. There was no such thing as time in this void of light and magic. She did not have a physical body, or a name. She simply existed, burning and shining. But there was an ancient and primal consciousness melding with her own, or what used to be her consciousness. She couldn't tell anymore.
She just was. In the very far corner of her existence she could feel something, like an itch on a body she no longer possessed. Something trying to reach out and warn her, maybe. But she was busy doing what she always did, shine and burn. If any darkness tried to pierce her light, it would simply burn and dissolve away in the might of her power. She was safe, in this space.
Why did she need to be safe again? There was no darkness in the endless starlight, therefore no reason to feel any kind of fear. Yet the itch just grew. Slowly, she began to feel herself again. She felt her feet in her shoes, a blister forming on her heel. The shoes were new, that's why she had a blister. She'd bought them with some of the money she had left after paying her bills. She could feel her hands, lying limp at her sides.
Slowly, molecule by molecule, she felt her body reformed. She could feel something warm wrapped around her, covering her new, but at the same time old body. She felt her hair tickling her neck and face.
Lucy opened her eyes, flecked with remnants of stardust and light, and was back in reality again. She gaped at the scorch marks score into the wood around her feet and flaring across the rest of the wooden paneling. Dread dripped down her spine. There was a mound of earth breaking through the floor, and none of her comrades were in the cottage anymore.
She felt warm arms around her, one curling around her waist and the other across her back, a hand on her shoulder. She heard shuddering breathing next to her ear and felt hot air blowing down her neck.
"Natsu?" She asked softly, her voice hoarse. He was hugging her, squeezing her almost too tight. A sigh of relief sounded, and Natsu's hold on her loosened and his body relaxed. She returned his embrace and nuzzled into his shoulder, still reeling from her flashback. She could barely believe how easily she lost control, and how violent her magical outburst had been.
Muffled voices argued from beneath the mound of earth, and Lucy surmised that was where the rest of her team was, hiding from her.
"Natsu, what did I do?" She asked, horrified by her own actions. Natsu just hummed against her neck and pulled her closer to him. "Don't worry about it."
Huffing, she just let herself be held and tried to calm the shaking of her limbs and the rapid beating of her heart. A moment later, she could hear the shouting beneath the mound grow louder, but still incomprehensible, and there was a crack, then the dome fell apart, revealing her new teammates, slightly dirtier than they were before.
Lucy tried to push Natsu away, so she could go apologize and beg for forgiveness, but he wouldn't budge.
"Natsu, you can let me go now," she started, trying to push his body off of her, but then she felt a cold pit of emptiness open inside of her, where her magic was usually concentrated and then she was dizzy and started to sway. She could see Gray's eyes, wide with fear, as he ran towards her, but then black spots dotted her vision and a ringing filled her ears.
She was so cold, without her magic. Her stores were completely drained, worse than drained. Her body tingled, and she felt sore all over. Soon her knees gave out, Natsu the only thing holding her body up.
Gray was at her side then, holding her back and keeping her upright. Natsu growled low in his throat when Gray touched her, but still refused to let her go. Lucy saw Wendy in her vision, between the blackness, then she passed out.
Luckily, she woke only a few moments later, thanks to Wendy's quick healing magic, but she could still feel the cold absence of her magic, the freeze spreading through her body. Wendy held her glowing hands over her chest, her face pinched in concentration as she staved off a likely fatal case of magical depletion.
Lucy opened her mouth to speak, but only a groan sounded. She was exhausted, and her body was pulsing with pain. Gray was on her left, holding her hand in his with a stern expression. Lucy did her best to squeeze his fingers, to let him know she was okay, and he smiled down at her and squeezed back.
"You gave us quite the scare," Erza said, her face appearing over Lucy's, the red-head scanning Lucy's body and taking stock of her condition. Lucy opened her mouth to apologize, but still her voice would not come. Erza squatted down by her head and patted Lucy's shoulder with a softness in her gaze Lucy did not think the Valkyrie was capable of.
It was then that she felt the warmth on her other side. Natsu. She moved to turn her head and look over at him, laying beside her, but Gray and Erza held her where she was.
"Natsu?" She called in a rasping voice, waiting to feel his arms around her move, or to hear some kind of idiotic remark on rescuing her again, but nothing came. There was only silence. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt it drop into her gut.
"Natsu?" She asked again, her voice wobbling. She met Gray's steely gaze and felt tears welling up in her eyes. "What did I do?"
"Nothing worse than some of the scrapes he's already been in," Gray said, not willing to lie to her and say everything was okay. Flashes of memory filled Lucy's mind, of Natsu wrapping his arms around her burning form and bringing her back from the brink of a catastrophic supernova. She knew Natsu could withstand some of the hottest fires, and even create them himself, but how did he fare against the true might of a star?
"Wendy, you need to stop healing me and take care of him," she ordered, her voice gaining strength as the worst of the magical depletion sickness faded. Wendy shook her head and doubled her efforts.
"Wendy! Listen to me! I am fine now, you take care of him!" She shouted. The girl looked at her then, faced the wall of determination in her eyes that left no room for disagreement, and then slowly nodded. Wendy moved out of Lucy's vision and she could see the glow of healing magic from the corner of her eyes.
Without Wendy's input of magic, Lucy could feel the freezing ache in her bones and her blood. She gritted her teeth and sat up, pulling away from Natsu's limp arms. Gray kept a hold of her hand, his grip acting as her anchor. She twisted and faced what her actions had wrought.
Natsu was covered in burns, his skin blackened and charred. The flesh of his arms and chest was nearly melted from his bones, and she could barely see his chest rise when he breathed. Wendy was hard at work, sweat dripping from her brow as she healed him. Lucy watched as the worst of the burns healed before her eyes, a combination of his own healing powers working in tandem with Wendy's.
"No, oh what have I done," she gasped, squeezing Gray's hand. The ice mage knelt next to her and pulled her back into his chest.
"He's alive. He has seen worse, and he's already healing." Gray provided something for Lucy to lean against as they watched Wendy work, the other guild members watching in silence. Lucy kept quiet and nearly held her breath as she watched each scar and burn fade until his skin was tinted pink, then healed. Lucy knew she would have to explain herself sooner rather than later, but she had to know that Natsu was going to be okay.
Wendy wobbled, the girl nearly spent after bringing both Lucy and Natsu back from the brink. Erza was already at her side with a bottle of water and some crackers, summoned from the same pocket space Erza used to store her armor and weapons. Lucy kept her gaze locked on Natsu's face, watching for any movement. Gray watched with her, holding her steady, and Lucy knew she would be forever grateful for her friend.
A few seconds later, Natsu's eyelids twitched and he groaned. His eyes slowly blinked open and a muttered curse fell from his lips. Lucy collapsed against Gray in relief with a sob. He was alive, no thanks to her. Her tears cascaded down her pale cheeks, warm against her chilled skin. Gray's presence was a comfort, but he was doing nothing to stave off the chill in her bones.
Lucy fell further into Gray's chest, her fist curling against his bare chest. Somewhere along the line, he'd lost his shirt, but at least he was still wearing his pants. She vaguely heard Erza talking to Natsu, then to their new teammates. Lucy took a shaky breath and wiped her tears, muttering her thanks to Gray, who just hummed in acknowledgement. He helped her rise to her feet, her legs still unsteady.
"I am so terribly sorry," she said, looking at each person in the room. She bowed her head and apologized again and held her shaking hands clasped together. Surprisingly, it was Jura who approached her first, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You are not the first to be plagued by such terrors, or the first to lose control. Everyone in this room has experienced the same thing at least once. Do not worry, child."
Her eyes welled up again and she sniffled while she thanked the taller man. Jura patted her shoulder, then turned to the others, who nodded in agreement with his words.
"I will say, I am surprised you were telling the truth when you said you were descended from a real-life star," Lyon said, rubbing his temple with a grimace. The girl standing near Lyon nodded somberly in agreement. Lucy swallowed past the lump of emotion in her throat and smiled gratefully, unable to find the words to express her gratitude for their acceptance.
"Your magic has a wonderful parfum," Ichiya said, twirling around on his feet until he reached her. The small and strange man grabbed her hand and pressed his nose against her skin and sniffed loudly. Lucy quickly pulled away from him and took a step back, her nose wrinkling in distaste. Warmth bloomed in the room, a wave of heat wafting from behind her. A small seed dwelling deep inside her chest pulsed, the same warmth spreading through her body.
"Oi, what do you think you're doing to my Luce?" Natsu growled. Lucy froze. She didn't want to turn and face him yet, not after what she did to him. Her heart pulsed frantically, and she was sure it was loud enough for Natsu to hear with his sensitive ears.
She felt Gray's cold presence step away, and a much warmer person now stood directly behind her. She did not move, even as he dropped his chin onto her shoulder and wrapped his newly healed arms around her waist. She could practically feel his glare. Ichiya had the sense to return to his posse.
Natsu turned his face into the crook of her neck, his nose brushing in her hair and she could feel the rumbling purr in his chest against her back. She knew she should move and get as far away from him as possible, for his own safety, but he was so warm and she was so cold.
His heat bled into her, and she gladly leeched his warmth despite her inner turmoil. Lucy found herself leaning back into Natsu, her body used to his presence and his touch. Natsu hummed, his arms wrapping around her waist and drawing her closer.
"'m glad you're okay," he whispered against her skin. Lucy started to shake. She was so full of regret and guilt that she felt as though she would explode from the force of the wild sea of emotions rolling inside of her.
"I'm so sorry," she said, her voice cracking. Natsu stopped nuzzling into her neck and she felt his hot exhale against her chilled skin. She hunched over, drawing her shoulders in, and pulled her arms into her chest. "How can you ever forgive me?"
Erza cleared her throat, the sound deafening in the thick silence, and she loudly and dramatically said, "I think I need some fresh air."
"Oh-right. Yes. I do too," Gray stuttered, following after Erza-who was holding a dozing Wendy, and leaving the cottage, dragging Lyon behind him. Lucy felt her face flush as the others filtered out of the room with equally lame excuses, leaving her and Natsu alone.
Once the door closed behind Jura, who turned to give her a smile and a wink before leaving, Lucy tried to pull out of Natsu's grasp, but the drakon held firm.
"Natsu, I don't want to hurt you-" she started, only for a fierce snarl to cut her words short. Her breath caught in her chest as he hunched over her. Sometimes she forgot how much taller he was compared to her.
"You did not hurt me. You lost control and it wasn't you anymore," he said, his voice low. Lucy opened her mouth to argue with him, but Natsu continued before she had a chance. "Take it from someone who has been through the same thing more times than he can count. When the magic, the other part of you, takes control like that, it's actions are not your fault."
"But I hurt you," she said, turning so that they faced each other, their noses only inches apart. "I nearly k-kil-" her voice broke and she felt fresh tears tracking down her cheeks. Natsu grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his burning gaze. His green eyes were dark as he stared deep inside her soul.
"I won't say I forgive you, because there is nothing to forgive. It was not your fault. I know it was the nightmare," he said, his gaze hardening. "I should have protected you."
Lucy reached down and grabbed his hand and squeezed it within hers. "The nightmare is not your fault and there was nothing to be done, by anyone," she said firmly. Lucy held his gaze with a fire in her own eyes until he nodded. His hand on her chin dropped to cup her neck, his thumb stroking her jaw.
"I thought I'd lost you," he murmured, an emotion she couldn't place swirling in his eyes. Lucy felt a blush bloom on her cheeks as she leaned into his touch and realized just how close they were.
"I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," she whispered. Natsu took a deep breath and leaned down so that their foreheads touched. His bangs tickled her nose and she bit back a smile. She felt safe in his presence. It was like he was the missing piece of a puzzle she didn't know she needed.
She expected her heart to be pumping a thousand miles a minute, but she only felt at peace. Her gaze dropped down to his lips, which were mere centimeters away from her own and close enough for her to feel his breath fan against her face. She closed her eyes and just let her anxieties go with a sigh. She felt Natsu's hand grip her waist and his thumb stroked her jaw. In the back of her mind, Lucy knew her actions were not that of a mere friend and that she was walking a dangerous line as her feelings grew stronger.
Natsu's breath hitched and she felt warm breath fan across her face as he leaned closer and she felt her heart skip a beat. She kept her eyes closed as Natsu's lips grew closer to her own and she felt his warmth-
A scream cut through the air, and she jerked back. Eyes wide, she grabbed Natsu's arms and turned towards the door, where another scream sounded from the meadow. She glanced at Natsu, who gritted his teeth and nodded, then they ran out the door together.
It was chaos. Giant waves of earth and dirt crested above them as Jura hurled spikes of earth towards the far end of the meadow, a plume of dust and debris blocking out whatever enemy the mage sought. Lucy felt a wave of cold air and saw Gray shoot a volley of lances across to the other side of the meadow, shouting, "He's too damn fast! Where'd he go?"
Lucy reached for her keys, ready to summon one of her friends to help, when there was a blast of air that sent her flying into the air with a yelp. She heard Natsu scream her name. Twisting, she landed back on her feet, but her ankle rolled beneath her weight and she heard a crack, then pain shot up her leg.
She stumbled and fell, then saw her keys land near the other end of the meadow in a pool of yellow flowers. Cursing, she pushed to her feet. Lucy didn't have a drop of magic left, but maybe she could muster the strength to summon Leo long enough for him to open his own gate. She heard another scream and realized the person screaming was Wendy. Fear pulsed alongside her heart, pumping adrenaline through her blood and helping her stumble across the meadow, past the pits where Jura pulled earth and around the ice and blades.
What happened? Who was attacking? She had zero information and could barely hear or see in the chaos as Natsu joined the fight, his flames arcing across the meadow, burning the blooming flowers and trees. She watched as his flame consumed whatever was in its path, a spark of hope lighting inside of her and burning with his fire.
Groaning, she limped over to where her keys fell, only for another wave of air to push her back. She slid across the grass and nearly fell into a pit as Jura lifted more dirt to use in his fight. Lucy looked around, trying to find out who was attacking her and the others, but saw nothing.
Silence fell across the valley, even the birds halting their songs, and the dust settled. It must have been only a minute since the first scream sounded and the attacks began, but already the meadow was carved open and charred. She saw Natsu, standing beside Gray, a few feet away, each with their fists ready and eyes scanning the tree-line.
"Natsu, what's happening?" She asked as she rose onto unsteady feet, her ankle pulsing in pain. Natsu didn't answer, nor did he look at her. She noticed then how his body was vibrating, and plumes of flame rolled across his skin, nearly at random, and smoke curled from his snarling lips. He was more furious than she'd ever seen before.
Gray was equally furious, frost misting around his form as he kept deadly focus on the surrounding trees. Lucy turned and looked back towards the cabin and saw Jura standing with the members of Lamia Scale and Blue Pegasus, each bruised and battered and equally focused on the surrounding area as her own guild mates.
Confused, Lucy turned and looked to where she heard Wendy screaming. Peering through the dust and ash, she could see a splash of scarlet and she smiled. It was Erza, sitting hunched over near Wendy with one of her sharpest daggers in her hand. Lucy's smile fell as finally the area cleared and she could see what made Wendy scream.
Erza's left arm was a deep purple, bands of poisonous green winding up from her palm, spreading higher with every breath. Lucy watched in horror as Wendy, with tears streaking down her face, tied a scrap of fabric around Erza's upper arm, halting the spread of whatever had poisoned the Valkyrie.
Lucy screamed alongside Erza as she lifted her knife and brought it down on her own arm, cutting off the spread of the poison.
I'm back! I had so much fun on my trip abroad, and now I'm ready to write this next, exciting part of this story. The nalu is growing and soon, maybe, there could be something special ;)
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