
End her. All of you, end her. For Ronja, and for me. That is my last request.

You got it.
Yugam nodded to Fiora's request. He made no promises, but he would do his utmost to end Szofrit. Not for her though. At least, not entirely. The magia hadn't just hurt his friends. Wounded them physically. She'd taken away their agency. An unforgivable sin.

I just hope she thinks this is all a nightmare and it never happened...

Let's not kid ourselves Fiora. Even if she tries to pretend it didn't happen, those who she hurt will remind her. What we can do is help her through it all, but she still has a lot of bridges to rebuild. That goes for the Magia in general, really.
Yugam said nothing. Harper was right. Despite that fact, the beastfolk smiled.

I'm sure she'll manage though. Girl is much stronger than she looks, figuratively and literally, hahah- Ow ow ow! R-right, shouldn't be laughing with holes on my torso. Yo Luthien, mind me helping me out here?
The beastfolk and Luthien stepped away to mend each other's wounds, but Yugam remained for a moment, looking at Fiora and her beloved with a hard look.

Wait.
Yugam stepped closer. Hands reached up and grasped Fiora's head, thumbs pressed against the orbital bones of her mangled eye, a pool of blood on her face. Nothing where his crimson-cast reflection should have been.

This is gonna hurt.
The warning was followed by a searing
Nico slammed her hand against the table, standing back up with that same momentum as the pinkette close the gap between herself and her mother
"Stop... Stop. You didn't give a damn before. Why is it that now out of all the fucking times you act like you know what's best for me?"
Contempt bled out of her lips, a poison specially fabricated for the taller lady. She didn't back off an inch, as it was common between them, but Mother did nothing but stare her down. Unreadable, unexpressive. Nico hated that, and now more than ever it proved how little she cared, but that was a fact she proved time ago.
"I know you don't like me or anything I do because it's not the way -YOU- and dad do it. But just let me go. I don't want to hear about it. I'm meeting up with a friend and hopefully you won't ever see me again. Just what you wanted, right?"
pain that ran along her wounds. Flesh slowly knitted itself together, just enough to stop the bleeding.
Yugam growled, frustrated at his own condition. He reached into his coat with his left hand.

One more thing. I'll be wanting this back.
One of his revolvers. He pushed it into the elf's hand and closed her fingers around it. She wasn't trained, but in her condition, it would do better than swinging around a sword.

Now, take her home.