[And it takes her a moment to truly process the series of events that just occurred - from being in the Heavens one moment, the air the next, and Caster's arms the moment after that - but when she does, her ears flush that familiar pink.
At least the other park-goers don't seem to care. Thanks, godly aura of misdirection. Her pride appreciates that.]
I am... still growing accustomed to this form of teleportation...
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At least the other park-goers don't seem to care. Thanks, godly aura of misdirection. Her pride appreciates that.]
I am... still growing accustomed to this form of teleportation...