[Benedikta moves right up beside him, gently nudging Cid away.]
Step aside.
[All of that anger needs someplace to go, and right into her fingertips it does. She doesn't even wait for the fire sprite to realize what's going on and skitter out of the way before she's loosing her magick, the winds mixed with her aether strong and violent enough to weather through the toughest of rocks.
The sprite yelps and holds onto the top of its head as if clinging to the flames like they are a hat or clothes, but everything dies away just as fast as they had come, revealing another small, dark corridor.]
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Step aside.
[All of that anger needs someplace to go, and right into her fingertips it does. She doesn't even wait for the fire sprite to realize what's going on and skitter out of the way before she's loosing her magick, the winds mixed with her aether strong and violent enough to weather through the toughest of rocks.
The sprite yelps and holds onto the top of its head as if clinging to the flames like they are a hat or clothes, but everything dies away just as fast as they had come, revealing another small, dark corridor.]