Rules don't apply? Wait! [Peebee skids to a stop and turns on a dime.] Maybe they do. You've got your magic, I've got my biotics. In my world, the way out is the one with obstacles.
[Her hands wreathe in shifting blue light.] We follow the monsters, we find our way out.
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[Her hands wreathe in shifting blue light.] We follow the monsters, we find our way out.