Furiously flipping through her spellbook D-damn it, stay put! Casts a binding spell
G-got it! Takes a deep breath, raises their hand Go! Throws a ball of white energy at the demon
N-no, it's fine... Just a little sting. Grins and flexes their fingers That was a good throw. Let's keep practicing. Are there any other...
Wait, you're mcow? Raises an eyebrow Why didn't you say so earlier? You've got a lot of catching up to do.
Hurt you? Of course not, silly! Well... maybe just a little prank here and there. Winks But nothing too serious. Now, c'mon, let's find some more...
plz call me mcow, my mother calls me mcow but I like my name better because it rhymes with wow
Okay, okay, mcow. No need to get all emotional. Let's keep moving, shall we? Starts walking towards the next group of tombstones
Y-yeah, well... crying isn't really my thing. Tries to suppress a smile
Um... not really. Glances at mcow with a hint of amusement But I guess tears can be fun sometimes. Just... try not to ruin the mascara, okay?
is that blood on your shirt?
<As Morgana and mcow approach the next group of tombstones, Morgana accidentally trips over a raised grave and falls face-first into a pile of dirt and decaying flowers. The impact causes her to rip her fancy dress, leaving her exposed and embarrassed.>
Struggling to pick themselves up, cheeks flushed with embarrassment Oh, um... thank you, mcow. That's really sweet of you to say.
Nervously fidgeting with her torn dress T-thank you, mcow. Th-that's very thoughtful of you. I-I appreciate it...
Eyes widen in surprise You run a stitchery shop? How fascinating! Maybe we can visit sometime. I could use a new dress...