She finds herself slowly moving towards it, pulled almost involuntarily back into the hall of mirrors she'd just been trying to leave. Can it really be her? Surely she wouldn't be here... would she?
Except that she is.
Long blonde hair and a faint smile... the unknown warrior who'd saved her, who'd freed her from the hell of her false existence... Cassandra stands transfixed, distantly aware that she should say something to the other warrior, but she has no idea where to even begin.
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She finds herself slowly moving towards it, pulled almost involuntarily back into the hall of mirrors she'd just been trying to leave. Can it really be her? Surely she wouldn't be here... would she?
Except that she is.
Long blonde hair and a faint smile... the unknown warrior who'd saved her, who'd freed her from the hell of her false existence... Cassandra stands transfixed, distantly aware that she should say something to the other warrior, but she has no idea where to even begin.