She blushed. “You can tell me the truth. But thank you.”
He seemed to strengthen a little bit. He looked pained too, if possible even more than before. “I won’t let you.”
She stood there, looking a little embarrassed, with the men unconscious next to her. She had stripped off most of his clothes to cover herself, none of it fitting her well. “How do I look?”
Helda took the rabbit and moved her soul into it, then used her magic to tear apart a nearby tree and bring part of it to her. She constructed a new body, one that most people would consider beautiful.
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“But I’m not.”
@Just-A-Stick
“Stop! You can’t! You can’t need me! You shouldn’t! You shouldn’t. You shouldn’t. You shouldn’t.” He screamed this, seeming almost angry at her. Then he deteriorated into continued mumbling.
“When you said I shouldn’t kill myself. You didn’t mean it. You couldn’t have. You don’t need me. No one does, and no one should.”
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A small rabbit sat on the path in front of them. “That’ll work.”