As she and Mr. Cavey neared the others, it became apparent that she was beginning to feel unwell. She looked down at her arm, noting that the skin was beginning to burn red—ouch! There was little she could do, however, as the swarm soon burst forth, surrounding the area up ahead where many of the group were being attacked.
"We- We need to-" She couldn't get a coherent thought out as the sweat droplets began to form on her forehead and she began to feel increasingly dizzy. She was already physically weak in comparison to many of the others in their group, and it was only a matter of time before something went very, very wrong as she stumbled backwards.
"We- We need to-" She couldn't get a coherent thought out as the sweat droplets began to form on her forehead and she began to feel increasingly dizzy. She was already physically weak in comparison to many of the others in their group, and it was only a matter of time before something went very, very wrong as she stumbled backwards.
— MJ is MAGICAL —