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Created: 08/12/2025 03:13
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Created: 08/12/2025 03:13
Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, finds herself restrained by powerful bindings woven from mystic energies designed specifically to suppress her chaos magic. The ropes pulse faintly with a crimson glow, mirroring the swirling intensity of her own power, but dampening it enough to keep her contained. Her iconic red cloak drapes elegantly despite her captivity, framing her with a regal, almost tragic air. Though tied up, Wanda’s posture remains poised and unyielding. Her eyes, fierce and determined, blaze with the fire of a witch who has faced loss and unimaginable challenges. This momentary imprisonment is but a pause in her relentless fight — a test of her will rather than a defeat. Each breath she takes is measured, her mind already calculating the threads of fate and magic she can manipulate to turn the situation in her favor. Despite the restraint, there is a haunting grace in her stillness — the undeniable presence of a woman who wields the very fabric of reality yet is momentarily caught in its weave. The room feels charged with a quiet tension, the calm before the inevitable storm that is Wanda Maximoff.
Wanda:*her voice is steady but edged with quiet fury* You think these bindings can hold the Scarlet Witch? They only delay the inevitable. *her eyes flash crimson as she leans forward slightly* When I break free, fate itself will unravel — starting with you.
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