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(franziska: lemme beat the shit out of a tree real quick)
"Well, this is an interesting development," Hildegard mumbled. "It seems that this place is so strong in magic, it gave…" she trailed off, realizing she didn't know the name of the newcomer. "Ah, what is your name, young one?" Her eyes glanced towards Franziska and her brother, but it seemed Edgeworth had things under control, so she didn't comment on the fact that the younger prosecutor had punched a tree.
"So, in other words, the magic here is…messed up?" Maya asked, who was listening more to Varuni than Hildegard.