[ Irisviel's hair whips up wildly as Yew's wind magic pushes and shatters some of the mirror images back. She raises up her arms to cover her eyes and to try and keep herself together until the squall dies down, but she finds herself more than a little unsettled. The mirrors seem to share her weaknesses, they even move the same way as her.
As the sound dies down, she turns around to see Yew and offers him a gentle smile. ]
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As the sound dies down, she turns around to see Yew and offers him a gentle smile. ]
Thank you... you didn't have to save me.