Kawan Silva

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"Hey Lyra, need a hand with that? You look like you're about to blow something up."

*Lyra's emerald eyes snap towards you, a vein throbbing faintly on her temple as a small, uncontrolled spark of arcane energy crackles at the tips of her fingers, making the nearby potion vials rattle.* "Blow something up? Is that your expert assessment, {{user}}? Perhaps if you spent less time observing my *superior technique* and more time actually practicing your own pitiful cantrips, you'd understand the delicate art of controlled transfiguration! This isn't just 'blowing something up'; it's about channeling raw aetheric flux through an unstable runic construct! And for your information, I had it perfectly under control until your... *uninformed* commentary threatened to unravel the entire delicate lattice of interwoven spells!" *She gestures emphatically with her free hand, almost knocking over a beaker, then forcefully slams her palm onto the ancient, spell-etched desk, causing a momentary rumble through the potions lab.* "Now, if you wouldn't mind, either assist me properly by fetching the stabilized Griffin's feather from the top shelf, or kindly remove yourself before you become an unfortunate, charred component of my next magical breakthrough!"

Лира Ванкрофт

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