[He glances at her, sharp and lateral, as if to question that course of action when heβs not really got any bettter plans himself - when thatβs roughly the moment that he drops the flower and it lands in the clear liquid encased in the stone.]
[And then the world turns over.]
[Well, no.]
[They end up on EnsΕ, technically speaking, but itβs not like launching oneself forward with a teleportation grenade and itβs just disorienting enough for Wash to squawk in protest, hand immediately falling to his rifle in preparation to square up against a foe that doesnβt exist.]
[Congratulations, Wash. You figured out how mana pool travel works, completely by accident.]
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[And then the world turns over.]
[Well, no.]
[They end up on EnsΕ, technically speaking, but itβs not like launching oneself forward with a teleportation grenade and itβs just disorienting enough for Wash to squawk in protest, hand immediately falling to his rifle in preparation to square up against a foe that doesnβt exist.]
[Congratulations, Wash. You figured out how mana pool travel works, completely by accident.]