The snarling animals are no threat to her, so she ignores them, focusing on Discord instead. She doesn't believe the innocent act—there's no such thing as superpowers where she comes from, but she's been briefed on their existence here, and she knows none of this is coincidental. She approaches him by one pace, and questions him with all the venom she can muster in her tone: "Then who are you?"
She's close, though, very close, to simply firing her weapon, or clubbing him over the head with the butt of it. She doesn't have the time to waste on some kind of power struggle.
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She's close, though, very close, to simply firing her weapon, or clubbing him over the head with the butt of it. She doesn't have the time to waste on some kind of power struggle.