[Suddenly, they are all a lot closer than she feels they strictly ought to be. Mita yelps as she is knocked off her feet and they all go down, limbs entangled. Far too close and confused to be defending herself telekinetically, she lashes out mentally.]
Unhand me!
[A whisper of a razor knife of thought flies through the air, splitting a path into Loken's being. While it just barely avoids Revan by a hair's breadth, she is unfortunately not as powerful as she once thought she was capable of. Instead of utterly destroying the pathways in his brain and leaving him an empty imbecile, it merely gives him an enormously nauseating migraine. Not quite the intended outcome.]
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Unhand me!
[A whisper of a razor knife of thought flies through the air, splitting a path into Loken's being. While it just barely avoids Revan by a hair's breadth, she is unfortunately not as powerful as she once thought she was capable of. Instead of utterly destroying the pathways in his brain and leaving him an empty imbecile, it merely gives him an enormously nauseating migraine. Not quite the intended outcome.]