Jul 10, 2025
Andra: I want to see him crawl at my feet forever.
Andra: Like the pathetic worm that he is.
Andra: I want to turn him into a husk. A shell of himself.
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Andra: I want to see him crawl at my feet forever.
Andra: Like the pathetic worm that he is.
Andra: I want to turn him into a husk. A shell of himself.
Mural promoting a demonstration in Dortmund, Germany on 12/8/2023 at 2pm in memory of Mouhamed D, a 16-year-old unaccompanied minor from Senegal, who was shot dead by police with a submachine gun in front of a Dortmund youth welfare facility on 8 August 2022.
Christian Mate Pulisic ✨
Andra: But for that, I need one of you. It's a complex spell. It hasn't been attempted in over a hundred years, according to my old spellbook. I can't do it alone.
Andra: So who among you wants to be part of this?
Andra: This worm tried to trick us. He sent us on a wild Bruk chase, and as it turns out, he was the traitor all along.
Lef: So Bruk is innocent? I knew something was off, he would never have stolen from us-
Andra: *ignores him* But some good did come out of it. This whole affair helped me to get rid of a Merchant who was plotting rebellion. Two traitors with one stone. *chuckles*
Marek: So you killed the Merchant but not... him?
Marek: This is madness, I don't even know what you're talking about, but it sounds like a terrible idea.
Andra: Oh boo hoo. How unexpected. Moaning Marek doesn't want to help.
Andra: What about you Dormund? A chance to prove yourself? Work some real magic?
Dormund: *shaking* I'm... I'm not worthy...
Andra: Spirits be good. I'm surrounded by weaklings. *turns to Lef* What about you, brother?
Lef: *caught off-guard* *softly* Brother..? I... uh...
Ivan: Please Dormund! My friend! My old friend! I'm begging you, please kill me now!
Dormund: *trying to step back, disgusted*
Marek: Andra, he's suffered enough! Let's finish it quickly. If you want to make an example out of him, we'll just display his body.
Andra: Oh, I'm already doing that with the Merchant and her father. It's good to cull a few heads in the herd once in a while, to remind the cattle who's holding the knife. But this one... This one was part of the inner circle. A simple execution won't cut it.
Ivan: *weakly* Please....