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My mind churned with the realisation of how many people she would have to extract Luna's Ash from.Â
With one person, she nearly died. How would she hold up with more than fifty times that amount of people?
She wrung at her hand nervously, her face betraying her dread while we all casted lots with her fate.Â
Yet, despite the precariousness of the situation, she did not dissociate like I thought a human would after being unable to settle with the stakes of the issue at hand.Â
She seemed to be thinking, muttering and mouthing to herself. I could practically hear the gears turning in her head.Â
She was not just a spectator and a tool of course she had thoughts if only she had a voice to articulate them.Â
The ticking of the clock continued as we all tried to come up with a strategy while still dancing around whether or not Aurora would extract the Luna's Ash or we take as many as we could and do it in our labs.Â
Which would be wholly inefficient becauseÂ
