[h1][u]Ciara Ventura[/u][/h1]
[i][color=gray]Wingram Academy, Classroom 103[/color][/i]
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Of course she took a sword when Otis offered. Curiosity, mainly. She had never seen an Ethos pr magic that operated quick like how the dark one's did. The sword she chose was slender in size, with a rapier-esque hilt. There was an elegance in it's encrusted gems that gave the sword more of a noble feeling that just any common sword. Fitting for coming beyond the Door.

Resuming her stance at the wall, her eyes laid on Davil again. Should she intervene? The essence in the room was ripe for the picking. She had never tried to form it to cover another person, but surely it wasn't so hard, right? Surely she coul-

[i]"[b]F̶͉͗̊̀̔å̴̡͖͖̝̓͘ĺ̶̖̳̗̌͝k̷̝͍̺͚͙͋̆͒̽̕r̵̢͙͖͙͝i̶͍͘s̷̻͚͔͌̂̈̔, I invoke.[/b]"[/i]

Immediately, there was darkness. It took all of Ciara's strength to withstand the weight of the dark, feeling something wanting to crush her. There was movement in the dark, and she almost found it hard to breath with how she concentrated. 

[i]CRACK.[/i]

Davil's screaming. 

And, all of a sudden, light. Ciara squinted, wobbling on her feet. There weren't in the school at all. She didn't reconmize the place. Didn't recognize the essence - or rather, a lack of essence. For all she knew, they were on an alien world with completely different laws of magic.

[i][b]"Welcome to an overcharged leyline. It's not really important to know the why or how for now, but just know that it's really great you all passed the first hurdle!"[/b][/i]

The moment for celebration was shot down cruelly by Davil, a mess of broken limbs and critical injuries in the grass. Chloe ran over first, then Chunji. Ciara took a breath, her heart forming a lump in her throat.

The pet was damaged. [i]And I could have done something...[/i]

Near instantly, she dropped her sword and knelt beside Chloe, fingers gently inspecting Davil's broken form. Chunji seemed to preform a bit of magic on Davil, which was good. What [i]wasn't[/i] good was how he commanded the pet to breathe.

[b]"Are you insane?"[/b] She hissed, panic in her tone as she addressed Chunji. [b]"He's probably got broken ribs, you could cause him to puncture a lung if you make him breathe deep like that."[/b] 

Her eyes searched this way and that, trying to think of a solution. Of course the weakest one of the group got hit. Of course they suffered for their own inadequacies. She should have done something. She could have prevented this!

Pursed lips, Ciara shot a glance at Iraleth. There was a long, long pause.

Hesitation.

Then. [b]"You know white magic... Can you heal him?"[/b]