[On principle, Lien didn't like magic. It engulfed a person and threw them into situations that constantly tested their strength both in mind and body and the organization built around it was constrictive and heartless, at least in her eyes. And if you had magic in your veins, you were going to run into a hurdle sooner or later.
Lien hasn't had such a hurdle in years. But now here she is, in the middle of the biggest metaphorical AND literal hurdle she's ever seen in her life. She stays back, just like Lancer says and even she can't predict how this will play out.
The white dragon is pinned down by the Servant, letting out a shriek that shatters the glass windows around it and making Lien cover her ears. It thrashes around, trying to get Lancer off of its head.]
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Lien hasn't had such a hurdle in years. But now here she is, in the middle of the biggest metaphorical AND literal hurdle she's ever seen in her life. She stays back, just like Lancer says and even she can't predict how this will play out.
The white dragon is pinned down by the Servant, letting out a shriek that shatters the glass windows around it and making Lien cover her ears. It thrashes around, trying to get Lancer off of its head.]