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{MIMIR POV}
"They think they're all clever..."
Reappearing in her library in a flurry of papers, Mimir kept on grumbling to herself even as she sat down on her desk and placed her head on its surface. Her fury both at everything around her and at herself for failing the Game so early was still heavy on her mind, and it didn't help that she wasn't really that clueless as to see what exactly was happening with her siblings.
"Themis has his own faction... Shiva has his own too... Kali and Ragnarok are scheming something, and the twins are doing something as well," she groaned out onto the desk with a frown. "While the others don't really care..."
