Wish upon a coin and throw them down a well.
Keep this wish a secret, don't ever tell.
...and its bound to come true, huh?
Cheria felt a sigh escape her lips as she looked down at the quarter on her palm. The idea used to be romantic to her. How a simple fountain or well could grant you one wish. Now here she was, at a war where she was given the same privilege, in exchange for getting rid of all those who stood in her way.
I guess...things don't really come that easily do they?
Frustration bubbles up from within her, and she throws the coin as hard as she can, sending it in the direction of the Trevi Fountain.
She may have been thinking too much, or perhaps she was not able to control her strength that well. For what happens after is that the coin is sent hurtling past the fountain, the crowd of people gathered around it, and finally, hits the brick wall of a nearby church. Despite it being a mere coin, it had embedded itself deeply in the same way a powerful bullet could have done. Then again, not even bullets could accomplish that feat.
Startled, the pinkette awkwardly coughs, her face roughly turning the same color as her hair. She just hoped that no one was able to notice that superhuman display of strength...













