[The woman could kill She-ra. She knows it as easily as she breathes. But here, now, with the risk of other people following the noise, it would take too much time. She needs something different for the Princess of Power. A different tool, something that those otherworldly energies won't be so resistant to.
Her lips curl into a knifelike smile and she stands, then turns and walks away. Casually, even.
After all, there's something more important for the blonde to deal with.]
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Her lips curl into a knifelike smile and she stands, then turns and walks away. Casually, even.
After all, there's something more important for the blonde to deal with.]