My ears flattened against my head on anger and worry.

"It'd be a whole lot easier to get souls," Sibnele mutters.

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There is a way to remove it, if you wish, Raglan says softly.

I shake my head 'im not too worried... I just wanna know what it is' I huffed.

"why don't you then, wouldn't it be easier to be a lone." she says getting up.

Sibnele tenses. "Because I don't feel like having the punishment of a broken truce on me, okay? Besides, I'd rather be here and surrounded by people I can't kill then be back on. . ." He trails off, and shakes his head. "Why does it even matter to you?"

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So many ways to explain, Raglan muses. I suppose you could say it's a seal of sorts?

My eyes open and I look at him 'a seal... A seal to what?' I ask.

"i don't know i just get and edge around the others but you seem like one of the few here i can trust as odd as it sounds," she says smiling at him.

Well, that depends. Raglan glances at Iskren. How could you not know what it is, Sealer?

Shaking his head, Raglan turns back to Sammy. Most likely, you were born with unnaturally strong magic.

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"Wow, you must have a really skewered sense of danger," Sibnele says.

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Chansei spreads their wings wide. A glow of bright energy starts to swell above their head.

"eh it kinda runs in me," she said swirling a weak amount of her energy on her finger.

My ears peeled back in confusion 'unnaturally strong magic...?'