Oh, of course the bridge was too narrow. Pouting and scowling at it directly, as if it had done her some great disservice, she began snagging at rocks, knowing full well she didn’t have the capability to either yeet the cart over the passing, or widen it. “Can either of you lift the cart?” Glancing between Jack and Aurelia respectfully, pondering over the states of magic and such. To be fair, the Honeybee might be able to brute strength the whole thing, but then someone was going to complain when it ended up down a ravine or some shit. There was always the wild magic option, but she hadn’t known it to assist in weight lifting – and a barrage of ducks probably wouldn’t help either.
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Melita makes a suggestion and starts grabbing rocks from the cart.
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Melita makes a suggestion and starts grabbing rocks from the cart.
melita
then I became the fire
