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Scythe Mastery Spirit Magic Aeromancy Corrupt
She smiled, sticking a tongue out in response to the numerous jests from Ruby. Even still, she remained silent, listening to the girl explain her reason for being here. Learning more about the world...taking advantage of what can be done, just not in the real world...It reminded Kyra of the limitations that TerraSphere removed for some, opening up new wonders that they would never be able to experience outside of the game itself.

Me? I'm just here to help people...something that I can't always do in the real world...
She fell silent for a moment, contemplating that reason. Originally, she had spent so much time helping. Hours, spent doing nothing but healing in the emergency encampment, on the road, small facilities. So what changed...

But...I guess I don't do anywhere near as much of that as I used to, before...well, before a lot of things...
Before Camp Hope. Before Lübeck. Before the Reaper. There was so much before. So much change.

Now...now I think I've changed. I don't come here just to help anymore...I still do - help. I still run the clinic, but not as often. And...
She paused suddenly, considering what she was about to say. Suddenly shaking her head - not rising from her comfortable position - she continued her train of thought.

Well, you'll see soon enough what's changed. I think. And if not, I'll give you a thousand guesses. And then maybe we'll see how well you know me.

