"It's times like this I wish we had weapons other than ourselves."
Her diamond form had faded by now, the walk to this location given enough time for it to fade. Here was to hoping she'd get irritated enough to go again. If not, well, there was brain scrambling. Certainly sentient worlds had THAT.
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