[Huh. Aesthetic commonality. He likes you already, kid.]
Let's.
[Whizz-thunk goes a dagger up the side of the cliff, and a blue burst of light after it that resolves into Izunia, hanging cheerfully by one hand from the dagger's hilt.
It doesn't even seem to take him that much effort.]
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Let's.
[Whizz-thunk goes a dagger up the side of the cliff, and a blue burst of light after it that resolves into Izunia, hanging cheerfully by one hand from the dagger's hilt.
It doesn't even seem to take him that much effort.]