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[color=gray][sub][right][color=white][b]Location:[/b][/color] Uhladein, Eastern Marches
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The kids apparently did not appreciate the little lesson she attempted to give them. Looked even more scared, actually. Fucking cowards. And Galeil also didn't seem to happy. Ah well, at least he recognized that they were her lessers. She gave an exaggerated shrug as she asked her to directly channel into the crystal herself.

"[color=FFE63D]Oh, don't me wrong, I'd love to. Maker knows you need it up here. Problem is, my magic's real strong and real wild. I try to channel a crystal, it goes [i]crack-pop-boom[/i]. And I assume you're not looking for fireworks in here.[/color]" She gave him a half-grin and tapped her eyepatch. "[color=FFE63D]How do you think I lost this eye?[/color]"

Still. As much as she joked with him, she was kinda pissed. She went to all the trouble to give those pyromancers a lesson and this was her thanks? They fucked up [i]harder[/i] and now their teacher was angry with her? If there was a problem with their form and focus, it's because [i]he[/i] didn't do a good enough job training them. Incompetent. But hey. She knew when she wasn't wanted. This wasn't any fun, anyway, and her cannon just hit full charge. Another exaggerated, theatrical shrug, at odds with the focused frustration in her voice. "[color=FFE63D]Still, looks like I'm not needed here after all, right?[/color]" Her eye flashed a blazing yellow as she ripped a soulflame from one of the windows, hopping up into the frame and preparing to jump down again.

[i]You must not shirk in your duty. You must not leave the fire. And you must not abandon your comrades.[/i]

"[color=FFE63D]Maker damn you, Mom,[/color]" she muttered. No matter how much Galeil had galled her by [i]not training his stupid students well enough,[/i] they were still the pyromancers keeping them alive, and they still needed protection. It was her duty as a pyromancer of Midnos, and as goddamn annoyed with them as she was, she wasn't [i]quite[/i] mad enough to ignore what she'd been taught and leave them to their own devices. It wasn't their fault Galeil hadn't trained them properly, and it wasn't [i]really[/i] Galeil's fault that they needed to be coddled as much as they apparently did. A flash of memory flickered against her mind and she shut it down with a snarl.

So instead of leaping down like she so desperately wanted to, she remained in the arched window, sighting along her cannon just in time to watch Fianna the Bloody turn into her sobriquet's namesake. Her sword exploded into the air until it embedded itself in the keep wall. Quinnlash smirked. "[color=FFE63D]Least I'm not the first one to go this time, Freakshow.[/color]" She'd be back soon anyway. Death wasn't really a big deal for her. Well, it wasn't a big deal for Hunters in general as long as it didn't come too often, but it was an even smaller deal for Fianna. The blue-haired woman with the long spear was falling towards the city, still gripping the back of a dying Void roc. No point shooting that one anymore. The Ldranti with the huge fuckoff shield had gotten slapped to the side, and the melter was...still alive, actually. Quinnlash raised an eyebrow. She expected her to be a stain of charcoal on the ground by now. Seemed like this one was made of tougher stuff than the others she'd seen. And she'd just [i]ripped[/i] the ogre's chest wide open, revealing its pulsing innards as she [i]exploded on it[/i].

"[color=FFE63D]Goddamn. Not bad,[/color]" she said absently as she sighted up her shot. The angry kid had been tossed far enough that she wasn't too close. The Ldranti had been knocked a good distance away. Both of them could still move, so neither was [i]too[/i] much in danger, and Fianna was currently a red stain on the ground. They were [i]mostly[/i] out of the splash zone. It wouldn't be a big explosion anyway, not like the previous ones; her soul was pretty fragmented, and she could feel her magic weakening substantially. And she was really, really [i]bored[/i]. So, as the cannon [i]roared[/i] beside her and she felt the burning metal blistering her skin, she belted out over the twin storms of thunder and Void in a voice that would carry for a mile: 

"[color=FFE63D][i]SHOT GOING DOWN! WATCH YOUR SHIT![/i][/color]" She waited for a moment, giving time for people to move out of the way if they wanted to. 

And then, a whispered "[color=FFE63D]Boom.[/color]"

With an enormous smile on her face, she let the shot fly. A burning fireball hurtled forth, rocketing down to the ogre at tremendous speed before detonating. She'd aimed for its chest cavity, but she was high up enough that she honestly had no idea where it'd gone. It had been even smaller than she'd anticipated, honestly. Guess she had the four flames she'd ripped out of her a minute or two prior to thank for that. But the sound lit her up inside nonetheless. She leaned back slightly and called into the crystal chamber, "[color=FFE63D]If you need me, I'll be up here. Keep channeling, Galeil. I'll deal with it if you need defense.[/color]"

Another cracking sound. Another reload. And as she waited for the charge, she turned her attention inward, fire dancing along her fingertips. Wouldn't do to make that promise and not keep it, after all. And though the soulflames in the windows should help, one never did know, and she should never shirk her duty. 

[i][color=FFE63D]Maker damn you, Mom.[/color][/i]