Elizabeth
No winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn
Watching the dirt settle back into a semblance of a pile, Elizabeth tilted her head up to Deimos and his question. "I can't say I've had the pleasure, although I've heard it's as beautiful as it is dangerous." With her own magic, she could probably make it through unscathed, but for those without literal lightning in their veins, she figured it wouldn't be the most 'interesting' experience as 'terrifying.'
As she listened to his tale, she let out a low hum as she tried to picture the group pushing through the ground. "Hm. That's really smart. I'm assuming it worked?" At least in that it protected them from the lightning. Exploration was another factor entirely, something she considered as she launched a volley of electric strikes across the field.
The first was the control, watching again as it was absorbed into the soil without so much as a flicker. The second was an experiment, attempting to weave it between two of the piles, sensing as it was tugged forcefully into the soil when it got too close. The third and final shot was the real test as she tried to skirt the largest pile in favor of a smaller one. It took some effort on her part, but she managed to succeed in hitting her target, even if her hand ached against the force it took to keep it on the right path.
As she listened to his tale, she let out a low hum as she tried to picture the group pushing through the ground. "Hm. That's really smart. I'm assuming it worked?" At least in that it protected them from the lightning. Exploration was another factor entirely, something she considered as she launched a volley of electric strikes across the field.
The first was the control, watching again as it was absorbed into the soil without so much as a flicker. The second was an experiment, attempting to weave it between two of the piles, sensing as it was tugged forcefully into the soil when it got too close. The third and final shot was the real test as she tried to skirt the largest pile in favor of a smaller one. It took some effort on her part, but she managed to succeed in hitting her target, even if her hand ached against the force it took to keep it on the right path.
