06-15-2014, 07:22 PM
Fess found herself feeling very muted, or reserved, one of those things, she wasn't sure what with this being a brand new, unpleasant experience. What she did know is that there was murder going on, and when the head rolled off of a man that had come through the gap in the wall due to Maynette's beheading, it was what will power she had to not just get sick right then and there.
Twas to her chagrin that May then wanted her to do something as well, to literally fan the flames that Elisa had begun. Hopefully, she wasn't going to be responsible for murder like the rest of these people just from doing that, at least.
When May mentioned using a light now, Fess simply looked at the flames already present and readily determined that was light enough already. She pulled out the tome of winds she had brought along and held it open in her right hand, extended it towards the newly formed gap in the wall so that the flames could light the words, as she stayed safely on the other side of the wall to read it at angle.
Her eyes skimmed the passage as she mumbled incoherently to herself quietly for a time, refreshing herself on how the spell even worked. Once she had worked up the mana around her to perform, she quickly popped out from the wall's cover to get a good look at the flames.
Focusing on an imaginary point on the far side of the fire, she cast her spell--one that removed air from a general area, which was about as precise as she could expect from herself. The sudden lack of air behind the flames caused a sudden burst of wind to fill int he gap, dragging the flames with it as they eagerly lapped up more of the roof.
Nervousness took over as she knew she was exposing herself to whatever the enemy might have to throw at her, but she hadn't forgotten she was told to maintain the act 'till fifteen. Though she didn't know what good that would do, it wasn't the kind of spell she could just keep going. Next best option was to pretend she was doing something, and hope someone not versed in magic could hardly tell the difference. That and hope these people were the sort to favor result over ritual.
Twas to her chagrin that May then wanted her to do something as well, to literally fan the flames that Elisa had begun. Hopefully, she wasn't going to be responsible for murder like the rest of these people just from doing that, at least.
When May mentioned using a light now, Fess simply looked at the flames already present and readily determined that was light enough already. She pulled out the tome of winds she had brought along and held it open in her right hand, extended it towards the newly formed gap in the wall so that the flames could light the words, as she stayed safely on the other side of the wall to read it at angle.
Her eyes skimmed the passage as she mumbled incoherently to herself quietly for a time, refreshing herself on how the spell even worked. Once she had worked up the mana around her to perform, she quickly popped out from the wall's cover to get a good look at the flames.
Focusing on an imaginary point on the far side of the fire, she cast her spell--one that removed air from a general area, which was about as precise as she could expect from herself. The sudden lack of air behind the flames caused a sudden burst of wind to fill int he gap, dragging the flames with it as they eagerly lapped up more of the roof.
Nervousness took over as she knew she was exposing herself to whatever the enemy might have to throw at her, but she hadn't forgotten she was told to maintain the act 'till fifteen. Though she didn't know what good that would do, it wasn't the kind of spell she could just keep going. Next best option was to pretend she was doing something, and hope someone not versed in magic could hardly tell the difference. That and hope these people were the sort to favor result over ritual.
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