[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color] & [color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Hell?
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Shit
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	Well, half a potion wasted meant half a potion used. It was as good as Kyra could hope for right then after the "Legolasesue" jump, tumble and slide she just pulled to get out of the tree. Too bag she hadn't had a shield to use as a surf board on her way down. Spinning around she nocked an arrow into place and took aim at the "whatever the fuck this red thing is", releasing a steadying breath before her fingers let loose the arrow towards the red mist. If she was able, she would send another right after it. It was all she could do at that moment in time from her crouched position on the ground, making careful aim to avoid any between her and the mist. There was nothing else the Ranger could do against such a creature, at least not yet. She had her sword but she would keep her distance as long as possible. 

	Sana groaned slightly on the ground, the healing had helped to a point. At least she wasn't unconscious right then. Looking up she saw what she thought was the mist coming at her. What was this creatures thing about her? Easy target she supposed at this point. She wasn't exactly at her best. She was cold, she was hurt, and she knew if she even tried to nock an arrow into place her fingers were still too frozen and numb in feeling to get off a good aim. She could easily screw up the shot and hit one of the people fighting on her side. All she had left was her voice, which she hated to use, and a couple of spells left for the day; none of which were attack spells. 

	Coughing roughly she rolled onto her back and closed her eyes, focusing what little strength she had as her lips parted and she began to sing. It was quiet and hoarse but it should be enough to let the notes trigger within her the magic spell she was trying to cast. If it worked, it would heal all in her party that had moderate wounds or less to perfection once again, it would give them added courage for the fight, it would make their attacks more likely to hit and hit harder in the process for numerous rounds. A red glow would emanate from her body and soar from her to each of her allies. What would it do for Sana? Drain her even more once the song was complete. This was a dangerous line she was standing on, and with the way things were going, she was bracing herself for a magically induced coma before long.