[ Gray hasn't seen nearly as many horror movies as a normal girl her age, but she still feels an instinctive chill when she sees the lone reflection that fails to follow Dimitri's motion. When it comes to fight or flight—
Fight it. That instinct is burned into Gray's being, and so she steps forward to stand by Dimitri with the pieces of her large scythe flowing from her cloak and assembling into her hand as if by magic. ]
Who's there?
[ The question this time is directed at the reflection, or whoever might be casting it. ]
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Fight it. That instinct is burned into Gray's being, and so she steps forward to stand by Dimitri with the pieces of her large scythe flowing from her cloak and assembling into her hand as if by magic. ]
Who's there?
[ The question this time is directed at the reflection, or whoever might be casting it. ]