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I release 'Isaac' from my plant holding as the pieces start putting themselves together. "What...happened to your family? Your village? Your parents?" I ask him trying to calm myself down at the realization.

Realizing that the group of mamonos won't back down. Ophelia cracks her knuckles and charges punching one of them square in the face into the nearby ruins. "I guess discussions and fear tactics are moot now, time for brute force!" She states.