[h3]Cyare Staunton Has Had Enough[/h3]

[@Plank Sinatra] [@Onarax] [@Caasicam]

This time, the arrogant speedster had earned her ire.

She had known what was coming as soon as the words floated back to her, she had heard them before, and her eyes had narrowed with rising irritation. She hunched her shoulders, tensing in preparation, and leaned forward to keep her center of balance where she would need it to be. Cyare was ready when the shockwave hit her, her preparations and momentum carrying her through the opposition without much issue. She had been concerned, admittedly, that the additional weight on her back would have disrupted her balance too much to persevere through the rushing air. A tumble at these speeds would be rather problematic.

Despite that small success, however, there was still the issue that Rei was pulling ahead again. This could not be permitted to continue. Thus far she had been allowing the magic of the girl on her back to do the heavy lifting, augment what would normally have only been a brisk jog. No need to increase the risk of said tumble by running too quickly on this terrain. Now, however, she quickened the pace into a dead sprint; with Kaia Iona's help, what would normally have been a minor increase into an exponential boost. It mitigated Rei's additional speed, yes, but did not level the playing field.

She needed more.

"I need more speed." She said, voice carrying back to the head above hers with an undercurrent of steel. "Give me everything you safely can. Slow him down, if possible."