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Selma-Selma, ever steadfast, smirked for a single moment in recognition of her beloved catchphrase beginning to spread to the rest of her girls, proof positive that the seeds she'd planted in them were now set to germinate—

And then exhaled, wide-mouthed so as to let as little sound as she could muster free, and shifted [i]Kleinbruder[/i]'s heft in her hand, eyes settled upon their mysterious soon-to-be adversary. Beneath the bodysuit could have really [i]been[/i] anything or anyone, but the way the armored woman carried herself didn't at all match up with anybody Selma could claim to recognize. Before, sufficiently strong Voids had manifested more humanoid shapes and intent than their sub-C-Class counterparts—

But to her knowledge, none had shown the faculty to command anything looking so like Elementa. Metallic, laser shooting diamonds weren't exactly a one-to-one with any of the traditional natural forces like those the four of them held Dominion over, true, but each arc of destructive force they drew clearly punched at the same weight class. As far as she was concerned, Rivka made the right call in her communication— Even if this wasn't technically an Ars Magi once the dust settled, she didn't plan on treating the woman like anything less.

[color=00a651]"Ready here. Crystal and I can fortify this spot no problem. The only problem would be..."[/color] she relayed in a soft tone, gaze quickly darting to the ruins of shorn metal above and around them. [color=00a651]"I [i]can[/i] attack her balance or drop more scaffolding onto her if we need to, but it's going to need precision. We shouldn't count on it unless bringing more than we bargain for down on our heads is worth the risk. Chie, can you tell how many workers are still trapped further in?"[/color]