[color=ed1c24][h1]Rowan D. Valinn[/h1][/color]
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Rowan looked up, only to get a mouthful of black feathers as the body of a giant Nevermore came falling down the Retrograde’s mouth. Rowan had almost been taken down with the beast, but her relatively thin figure allowed her to hug the wall of the worm’s throat, and avoid her untimely demise. 

“Pbbfft. That wasn’t pleasant,” she said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” She yelled over the sound of the explosion, though her words were probably lost to the deafening mixture of Dust and Bonny’s cannonball beneath them. She could feel the air tearing at her skin as they soared into the sky. She was thanking the powers that be for her incredibly durable Aura, otherwise she would be dead by now. At the apex of their journey, Rowan looked to Bonny, a terrified expression covering her face.

“This is probably going to hurt,” she said before they were brought into their descent back towards Remnant. She had no method to slow their descent, and resorted to holding on to Bonny as she fired her cannon towards the forest below, no doubt causing massive damage to anything she hit.

Rowan braced for impact as they came crashing down on top of the remaining half of the Retrograde Grimm. Apparently the Grimm refused to die from their earlier explosion. Well, if it wasn’t dead then, it sure as hell was now. Rowan spit out a mouthful of black Grimm goo. She looked around, realizing that they hadn’t just killed the worm; they had obliterated it.

“I think I’m good. My Aura’s still there, but only barely.” Rowan watched as Bonny slipped around in the lake of goo they had created. 

Rowan went over to Bonny. “I’m sorry, I might have been the cause of that. My Semblance drains the Aura of those I touch, and I have no control over it. I’m sorry,” she said as she helped Bonny to her feet. 

Rowan stabalized herself as well as Bonny as the ground shook beneath them once more. “Oh, please don’t be another damn worm!” 

[@Turboshitter]