Cara, meanwhile, is busy learning everything she can about the Slayer line. She's having books mailed to her from libraries around the world and poring through them during every spare moment. This is doable, she knows it's doable, she can taste it.
(Her students have noticed that she's become a lot crabbier during class, has started drinking a lot more coffee, and seems to be relying on educational videos and in-class work time to fill her class hours while she reads at her desk.)
Her research points her towards a scythe that can theoretically break the Slayer line to a degree by calling all Potential Slayers at once. The scythe is retrieved, and Cara begins performing experimental spells on it to try to expand its range (five hundred coerced teenage girls is better than one coerced teenage girl, but not by much).
It's long, thankless work, and she desperately wishes she had another witch to help her out.
One afternoon, she takes a long, profanity-laden walk to clear her head. She ends up in a mostly-deserted park.
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(Her students have noticed that she's become a lot crabbier during class, has started drinking a lot more coffee, and seems to be relying on educational videos and in-class work time to fill her class hours while she reads at her desk.)
Her research points her towards a scythe that can theoretically break the Slayer line to a degree by calling all Potential Slayers at once. The scythe is retrieved, and Cara begins performing experimental spells on it to try to expand its range (five hundred coerced teenage girls is better than one coerced teenage girl, but not by much).
It's long, thankless work, and she desperately wishes she had another witch to help her out.
One afternoon, she takes a long, profanity-laden walk to clear her head. She ends up in a mostly-deserted park.