-The portal is closed tight around the arm but enough force could yank it free...and it's probably going to be covered in deep cuts and corroding shadow magic-
-The mental drain dissipates upon leaving the portal, however-
"Is there anything you guys do that isn't freaky? -Sigh-..."
-Midna appears in front of Gracia...a field of dark energy spreading from underneath the princess's feet-
-Anything the field touches or that's even located above it (sans Midna and Gracia) is enveloped in yellowish-orange sparks of magic-
-This does not, however, stop the arms from moving towards them-
-Meanwhile, outside, Emily is writing in a binder full of papers-
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-Gracia looks up, pulling herself from the floor like mud, shakily-
-Staring at the armtide with alarm-
...
Get me to him. And don't get close.
-She's tugging off her glove-
-Sandra looks to them, frowning, then softening with a nod-
Alright.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Sandra and Eires
(Doesn't look like there's anyone to kill (or not kill) in here, at least not yet... There's a strange black void where one of the walls should be, hard to make out in this awful dark.)
Felicia and Panos (and Marcia also...?!)
(Perks up when he hears Marcia ask to convert.)
...O-ohhhh! A-another devotee... Y-yes, of course, all who desire equality and— and justice and the death of fascism are my followers in— in spirit, but—... making it official, this also is nice! Welcome, m-my child...
(Peers back to Felicia... awkward look.)
...O-ohhh... Well— uhhhm... It's— this—this is also good...! Being in water, really, uhhhm—... it isn't so bad... Flotation is easy enough...
(yeh, for you...)
Midna and Gracia
…!
(The hand frees itself, a clear, very slightly bluish fluid dripping from its wounds. It withdraws for now, leaving the other arm to multiply its little arms more and more and more by the second.)
(Is smiling like a delighted child as he sculpts the pale flesh, the arms raking madly at the field.)
I could do this all night, signorinas! Isn't it beautiful, this art of mine? Ah, that you could be my next canvasses...
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make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Once the field reaches under Claudius, Midna smirks...and snaps her fingers, engulfing everything, the arms, the big arm, Claudius, everything the field touched in an immense blast of magic (separate blasts of magic for each target!)-
-At that same moment, Midna makes a throwing motion with her other hand, summoning a Midna's Hand under Gracia to hurl her at the hopefully-off-guard Claudius-
"Hey! Catch!"

...No. I meant. I hated water.