{Julia}
{A moment ago}
[Okay,] Julia thought, trying to steady herself. [What do we do?]
Behind her, her people -it felt odd for her to still view them that way but she did- were holding those weapons in their hands.
If Julia was right, in just a moment they'd turn those weapons on her.
Julia's mind raced, desperately trying to formulate a plan as she braced herself for what she felt was inevitable violence that was about to erupt.
It happened just as the Lucid Rose brought their weapons out from their Inventories, and just as Julia's people turned toward her.
Suddenly, a deafening explosion rocked the street, and Julia found herself engulfed in a thick shroud of fog.
Panic surged within her as she heard the ominous sounds of arrows whistling through the air and spells being cast. Projectiles were being launched back and forth, flame, ice, and wood flying through the air.
