AMALIA
THE SHIELD OF SAFRIN
i think it's beautiful how a star's light
If Amalia had any doubts about Ronin's astral form they are quickly put to rest as he stands and strides among the plants, as good a witness to their ventures as the girl could have asked. Remi's added quartet of wings creates a veritable gale, and though their efforts seem to somewhat dissuade the gas, Ronin is quick to point out that the wind is disturbing the plants. A peek over the earthen fortitude shows worsening, darkening clouds of of noxious fumes. Biting her lip in frustration the baker pulls her feathers back, leaving human skin and slender fingers where primary plumage has just been.travels the universe long after it dies
At least the gas is far away when Ashetta's lightning ignites it, the blue sheet a raging inferno, blasting and blinding through the cavern. Amalia winces and closes her eyes, the scar on her hip twinging in tandem, reminded of the day in the storms. Hunkered down behind earthen walls, she listens to the next set of instructions and plans, her mind racing with possibilities, with the magic she grasps. Their goal, it seems, is fire- and even as she thinks it she can feel her shield warm, Edrei's ability stored within, waiting to be used.
Raising the shield, the baker looks over to the alchemist. "Remi, can you carve me a hole?" Through their mental bond she better explains what she intends: the shield placed just outside the safe area, a stream of fire launched from its depths while she remains defended. Grabbing her staff in one hand, she returns to the barrier, notching her shield into place as Deimos calls for them to fire, pouring her intention into the item and willing the inferno of Edrei's fire to devour through the vitriolic plants.
Amalia asks Remi to leave her a hole in the protective wall, and holds her shield through it while invoking Edy's mastered fire magic.
That's what I want to be in this world —
someone whose light lingers after I'm gone
