*As the smoke and debris began to clear, a bright green glow could be seen a few feet beyond where Gamine was last standing. For a moment, the light brightened, then vanished, leaving the young woman unharmed but dazed. The tatoo was no longer glowing.*

Wha...what happened?

*Looking around dazedly, she noticed her cloak was gone and a layer of ash lay over her quiver. Picking it up, she slung it back on her back and tucked the hatchet into the whip about her waist.*

Is everyone alright? Where...what...?

Why can I not remember the last few minutes?!? This is so frustrating...

*A little ways off, she saw Rag's unconcious form. Hurrying over, she quickly checked his head and neck, then began dragging him back towards Lemac and Fireforge.*
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I exist as Diana, develop Proserpina, and accept Hekate. I am complete.