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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=92278f][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Dungeon -- The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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Blood flew, screams from man and beast echoed in the cavern, the ringing of metal and the sounds of rending flesh were savage to the senses. More than once Seele nearly slipped on the slick, red carpet spreading across the stony floor. The gnolls had almost reached her many times, but each attack was thwarted before it could land, be it by Benkei’s earthen assault, Alex’s keen eyes and keener reflexes, or Graves’…

That boy worried her. 

She fired off a few shields to those closest to the gnolls, but her reserves were thinning out. With a flick of her wrist, Graves’ wicked blade grew wickeder, its curved edge wavering like a ghostly, serrated tide. If more damage meant more life, then hack away, she supposed. A snap brought one more shield to Benkei before the direbat let out an absolutely [i]horrifying[/i] shriek, and her attention whirled around. She half expected to see it there, rearing on them, but instead it was up above, and it looked very, very hurt. 

As it slammed into the far wall, Seele saw her. Rael. The wild girl had practically pinned herself to the thing with her spear, but not tightly enough. Lightning sparked from her, it was clear she was trying to bring the thing to heel, but its pain and panic had rendered it utterly uncontrollable. The direbat thrashed and plummeted towards them, and like a magic trick, Rael was gone. A cold fist gripped Seele’s heart, stole a beat. No, not gone. That smudge in the dark, trailing traces of bright static, that was her. She was falling like a ragdoll towards the chasm. She was—
[color=#2E2C2C]I can hear—[/color]
[color=92278f]“[i]Stop![/i]”[/color] 

What a silly thing to say. 

Seele dashed like a madman for the chasm’s lip, nearly tumbling over. She shoved herself off the stone, pushed off the balls of her feet. If she’d still had her hat, it would have flown from her head, impractical thing. The direbat careened past overhead, tattered wings and broken claws scraping by her; she didn’t even hear the impact. She made it within feet of the edge and skidded to a halt on her heels, hand thrusting out. 
[color=#2E2C2C][i]PLEASE[/i][/color]
The chain coalesced from her sleeve, flew with the speed of an arrow and sunk into Rael’s body, as if it meant to anchor in her very soul. Seele felt the will there—thank god—and ripped her arm back so fast and so hard she might have thrown her shoulder out of socket. The chain retracted, Rael’s vertical journey took a sudden, horizontal detour. 

Directly into Seele. 

Normally the spell would have deposited her target safely and gently before her, but, as she was now discovering, that was going to require a little more explicit focus than she’d applied. Thankfully, Rael wasn’t particularly big or heavy, but that didn’t stop her from taking Seele off her feet, and the two of them tumbled back onto the ground. 

To her credit, Seele did technically [i]catch[/i] her. 

Things were sore. She’d cushioned their fall with her, well, her[i]self[/i], and as she found the air to groan, she realized she was clutching Rael with a grip like a corpse. 

[color=92278f]“Sohry…”[/color] she wheezed. Nope, not ready for words yet. She let go of the other girl and let her head fall back against the stone. The direbat was still there, somewhere. To heck with it. If she had to choose right now between moving and dying, then at least she wasn’t going to have to worry about resetting her shoulder.[/indent][/indent][/indent]