She nodded, spreading out her fingers, palm up in his hands, "I would be lying if I said I didn't. I wasn't born with it, but I don't remember a time when it wasn't a part of me." It was a little sad to think that she'd never feel the tendrils of magic on her fingertips. "Sometimes it feels like I lost a part of me."
But she could never forget why she was given that power, and everything that's happened afterwards. Even when she was a child, the Empire sought to abuse it, and before Kefka even touched those statues, it tore their world apart.
She closed her hand into a fist, decisively, "But it's a small price to pay to make things right again."
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But she could never forget why she was given that power, and everything that's happened afterwards. Even when she was a child, the Empire sought to abuse it, and before Kefka even touched those statues, it tore their world apart.
She closed her hand into a fist, decisively, "But it's a small price to pay to make things right again."