Cloister of Trials: Amalia vs Edrei

"Oooh guuurl." Edy cackles as Amalia emerges unscathed from the flames. The Launceleyn is a soldier at heart, fighting being one of her primary love languages. She isn't even a little mad to see feathers meld into skin that melds into fur (though she prefers Amalia's fleshier bits to be sure). Leaping backwards as the staff is flung her way, Edy nimbly handsprings backwards to avoid it, a bright white smile plastered on her face as she lands with a laugh. "Where the fuck was all of this back at the thing, huh?" The thing being the time they all were royally fucked at the perch and Edy straight up murdered Amalia and then managed to help bring her back to life. Which, you know, the shield had never thanked her for not that anyone was keeping track even though she absofuckinglutely was. Thrusting her arms out to create a wall behind Amalia to try and prevent her from running, Edy thrusts her nightmare magic towards the fur-wearing woman. Her hope is that whatever Amalia sees will be sufficiently distracting enough that Edy's wall of fire can close in around her. Edy tires to make a ring of fire around Amalia then tries to push her nightmare magic on her, hoping it'll distract her enough for Edy to burn her with her flames. EDY baby you should know what you're falling for