[Those hands he had deemed so weak before, call forth their usual glow of circular magic. With a small spark of dry humor:]
I like to show people a good time.
[In the distance, the mirror world ripples again, as if something or someone is entering it. There's nothing they can visually see just yet, until something groans in the distance. A skyscraper, towering above them, bending and warping and falling right towards them.]
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[Those hands he had deemed so weak before, call forth their usual glow of circular magic. With a small spark of dry humor:]
I like to show people a good time.
[In the distance, the mirror world ripples again, as if something or someone is entering it. There's nothing they can visually see just yet, until something groans in the distance. A skyscraper, towering above them, bending and warping and falling right towards them.]
Time to move!