[ Mike isn't expecting much, looking around at everyone else and their reactions. There's not a lot of people around that he cares about, as harsh as that might seem, and while yeah sure he doesn't want anybody getting hurt on his account there's a chance this is all some kind of stupid wizard trick anyway. Sighing through his nose, he opens the envelope and looks at the card.
And looks. And looks. He almost doesn't recognize the figure at the center of the image at first, standing on the pitcher's mound and wreathed in deep crimson flame but unfazed, untouched. But he tilts it to the side and- ]
Jaylen?
[ That has to be her. He tilts the card back and forth, realizing with a dawning horror what's going on. She's in the follow-through of a pitch, and the batter looks to have just taken the ball directly to the skull, flinching away as that same crimson fire starts to envelop them. An umpire hovers nearby, eyes white and hand outstretched.
Mike puts a hand over his mouth, brows furrowed as he tries to puzzle through it all. ]
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And looks. And looks. He almost doesn't recognize the figure at the center of the image at first, standing on the pitcher's mound and wreathed in deep crimson flame but unfazed, untouched. But he tilts it to the side and- ]
Jaylen?
[ That has to be her. He tilts the card back and forth, realizing with a dawning horror what's going on. She's in the follow-through of a pitch, and the batter looks to have just taken the ball directly to the skull, flinching away as that same crimson fire starts to envelop them. An umpire hovers nearby, eyes white and hand outstretched.
Mike puts a hand over his mouth, brows furrowed as he tries to puzzle through it all. ]