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This witch could summon guns from its face?
Kicking up her leg, she kicked the rifle to the side before it could fire, bouncing back and charging once more to stab her lance into it. She wouldn’t have witches polluting the place she fought for, that she wished for!
“ You will not stay here! ”
What happens next seems like instinct, some forgotten skill, that worked on it’s own. The head of the doll bursts open, in blinding flash of light. A girl stood where the head of the witch had been, now stood what seemed to be...
Another Puella Magi? And she too, is taking aim, with a rifle matching the one that had appeared from the witch’s head.