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Xander had come to Beacon at the suggestion of her clan in the hopes that she might find someone who could replace her lost part and she had acquiesced. She knew that her clan saw her as half dead already and she herself had accepted it and felt it in the center of her spirit but as she was a fighter she refused to simply die knowing that to do so was a blight from which she’d never recover and therefore never see her brother again. So it was with such thoughts she’d walked into the city only to be greeted by the screams of the terrified people ahead of her.


She paused and tapped her fighting gloves together as she began charging up her aura which caused her body to become wreathed in crackling waves of static electricity. Then in a pulse of energy she was off quickly encountering a pack of Beowulf that had corned a family of three in a park. What happened next they would describe saying that the tall blonde had poked at the monsters barely making contact with them before she was off once more seeking new targets then the Beowulf just stood where they were as if she’d  somehow turned them all to stone.


“This was what I need” she thought as she bolted towards a Basilisk leaving behind her a tail of crackling arcs