The avatar under Miriam explodes, bits flying in every direction. Little Wanda huddles next to Sam, sheltering in Sam's aura. MotherWanda doesn't even seem to notice, she is so focused on her work. Still, nothing of it seems to touch her. Despite the
appearance in Miriam's head, what Miriam has pinned to the ground now is actually a smaller woman than the Wanda she expected. She's also much much older as well. She wears a robe like MotherWanda, but in dark greys and blacks. "Would you kindly get off of me," her voice is slightly disoriented, but no less commanding or stern.