Joan stops walking. She inspects her gloves and the entire suit covering her, almost in a homage of the Spartans' MJOLNIR in the form of the uniform of the senshi. It soon becomes clear what it is.
Reach. Sailor Reach.
It would be a new kind of strength. She'd have to rethink her tactics. Even then, the prospect of finally getting to wield powerful magic in exchange of her body unnerves her.
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Reach. Sailor Reach.
It would be a new kind of strength. She'd have to rethink her tactics. Even then, the prospect of finally getting to wield powerful magic in exchange of her body unnerves her.
"How do you learn of them?"