Elle sighed and looked at the wind-covered mourning.
He heard the sound of the storm tearing, and the air surrounding Qrow split in two, and Qrow's magic washed over him.
His magic does not harm the crow, nor does it break the spell's protection.
At first, Elle thought a powerful spell would hit her.
However, Raven didn't move at all and looked at Elle with sad eyes.
Elle couldn't understand why someone else was doing this to her, or what he was doing to her.
He didn't say anything, remaining innocent of meeting Qrow.
Elle told herself that all these words were nonsense from the mouth of a careless fool, and that she didn't need to remember them.
Elle didn't need to worry, and she didn't need to worry.
"fifty"
"Please don't call me by my name."
Elle was unable to fight back and was shot directly by a magic bullet that turned into magic, but Crow had magical defenses.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
"It seems so obvious that you are casting a spell that confuses me. Why do you even have the decency to say something like that?"
Elle looked at Raven, but of course the man had no conscience.
He did not stop, but thought about his negative feelings towards idols.
Such memories, such despair are born at the end of space and time.
A world attacked by the evil god of luck, bringing more despair.
Are those things and those memories real?
It's not true, if it's true, if it's really happening, who are you here? Where do my memories e from?
The world is not like that, my life is not like that.
How could a Vortex God of Destruction, an alien god awakened from the end of time, exist if they didn't exist?
Elle cast spells and incantations, but they were all stopped by Raven's magical protection.
Do you not accept it or refuse to be it?
Crow tells El what he thinks.
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