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"WELCOME, VALUED INVESTORS," A cloaked figure says onstage after they got illuminated. "To our annual Blight industries private sale!" She whips off the cloak, revealing herself to be Amity's mother, Odalia Blight. The man behind her attempts to whip off his cloak, but falls over before swiftly getting back up. "If you're interested in reliable home security, we're here to help. And if you've got an enemy or two," Odalia winks at the crowd. "Well, who are we to judge." The crowd laughs in amusement. "This is my husband Alador Blight; the greatest abomination creator of the era!" She gestures to herself. "My name is Odalia. And as an Oracle," She lifts a hand to her gem necklace, and it glows. "I bet you'll love what we have in store for tonight." Alador and Odalia back away as two figures rise onto the stage, Amity, and an abomination. "We're proud to present, the first glimpse of our crowning achievement! The Abomination Soldier!"
Amity gestures to it nonchalantly, and the crowd claps in reciprocation. They demonstrate the different settings and features of the machine, Amity looking more and more done after each one of them. She battles the creation, throwing out promotional phrases in a monotonous voice.
"It will protect you from any unwanted visitors!" Odalia says cheerfully, smiling boisterously at the crowd before turning to look at Amity. She reaches up and pinches her amulet, to which Amity wears a matching one. Speaking through the amulet, she reminds her daughter of something, "Momma to Mittens," Amity's eyes widen, fists clenching tighter as she listens to her mother. "Remember our deal! Make this look good and we'll forgive your recent lackluster performance in school."
Amity sighs, closing her eyes momentarily. "Yes, mom." She says, turning her attention back to the abomination in from of her. The monster stretches its hand out, slamming right where Amity was, but she easily leaped out of the way. "Wow, it's so fast and strong." She deadpans as it swings at her again, "Order now."
When the creation lifts her, a picture flutters out of her pocket. It catches Amity's attention, and her eyes shoot to the Grom picture on the stage beside the abomination, the one of Ember, her, Luz, Willow, and Gus.
Her eyes grow wide and she gasps, quickly drawing a spell circle, taking the abomination down with ease before grabbing the picture. She kneels, gently caressing her thumb over it as she stares at Ember, blushing softly. Ember had squished their faces together, grinning at the camera as her arms looped through Luz and Amity's. Both of whom were blushing.
The crowd filters out, unimpressed by the results of the product that was so swiftly taken down by the teen. Odalia pleads them to stay, making up an excuse and inviting them to join them again next week before stomping over to her youngest daughter, beginning to scold her.
