"Mmm, willpower," Song intoned flatly. "My favorite."
She pushed herself up and pushed the frazzled mess of her hair out of her face. It was finally growing long again now that her other self had stopped re-cutting it for the sake of disguise.
It was she who led the way to each of the warding points, and each time she reached out with a strand of magic, it was her shadow who touched and tainted the ward. Oh so subtly, Medrau planted a seed deep under the layered skin of the spell. In time it would grow, corrupting and weakening the ward until it meant nothing. Which had, of course, been the point of making Song fret over them in the first place.
The bracelet would be another matter, but "Meddy" had plans for that too.
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Date: 2012-07-18 10:51 am (UTC)She pushed herself up and pushed the frazzled mess of her hair out of her face. It was finally growing long again now that her other self had stopped re-cutting it for the sake of disguise.
It was she who led the way to each of the warding points, and each time she reached out with a strand of magic, it was her shadow who touched and tainted the ward. Oh so subtly, Medrau planted a seed deep under the layered skin of the spell. In time it would grow, corrupting and weakening the ward until it meant nothing.
Which had, of course, been the point of making Song fret over them in the first place.
The bracelet would be another matter, but "Meddy" had plans for that too.