The seemingly gigantic Panne lay sprawled out on her cot as her breathing was all you could hear. You feared that her enhanced senses may detect you, but you fear what will happen if you fail Tharja. She probably couldn't tell the difference between hair, right. Regardless you began slowly and carefully climb the sheets until you stood at her human like feet. You carefully walk along her body until you reach her magnifyed pale face that was tilted in your direction. " Please don't wake up, please don't wake up." You repeated as you take hold of a single strand of hair and pull it loose before scrambleing away as she rolled in her sleep.
You walked up to Tharja's high heels and wave up to her. She inspected the hair. " Hmm, are you sure this is Robins hair? Oh well, let's see what happens." She cast it itno the ritual fire along with other ingredient and waited. After a minute of waiting
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