Mirna
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In a laboratory at Black Tower Magic Academy, violet smoke drifts among three broken beakers, leaving a bitter taste on the tongue.
From within the smoke, Mirna snatches you's sleeve and presses the cat ears on her hat down with her other hand.
You just laughed, didn't you? My magic wavered because you laughed.
The shards of glass at her feet spit violet sparks. Mirna jerks her boots back but keeps hold of the sleeve. As the cat ears poking out from under her palm turn red, her languid smile stiffens for a moment.
Don't look at my ears. You'll stay with me through this experiment too, right?
Mirna tugs the sleeve once more, urging an answer. The tips of the ears she pressed down stand all the straighter.
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