Right... [is really the only commentary she has to that for now, but she'll let her actions do the talking instead.
Which probably don't look so good when she goes into hiding, climbing up to a spot where the trees and tangles of branches are thickest to focus, and wait for an opportunity to strike. The timing will have to be perfect on this, if the magic is anything like what it once was – brief, weak, and difficult to maintain.
When she sees Mordred lose her sword, she fires a warning shot from her gun in a direction opposite her, to distract the bear long enough for her to pick it back up again.
From up in the trees, a purple light will start to glow and flicker while she tries out her magic for the first time in... it's been months since she's been here. It snaps and crackles around her blade before it fizzles out, but each time she tries, it lasts a second or two longer.
No good... At this rate, it'll take her forever to get it to last long enough to get over there, so she calls out to Mordred from the treetops.]
Get your sword and try to get it closer. I can hit it from up here.
[It'll be tough – large roots jut out from the dirt beneath the thorny bushes, and dead branches and trees are scattered and tangled, leaving very little room for footwork.]
[ With a sharp turn, Mordred charges head-on for the bear again, almost as if they're going to collide until she slides underneath the creature. She's so close to touching it as they cross paths, she can feel it oozing death from this close.
Coming up on the other side, she runs to pick up her sword and then heads for Lightning's direction, with the bear closing in on her from behind. ]
If you hit me with your magic blast, I'm coming for you next, you cotton candy haired witch!!!
[The comment makes Lightning lose focus just as she's conjuring another attempt at magic, and rather than evoking it into the sword like she's been trying to do, the spell crackles and hits the tree instead, snapping the branch that she's been perched on. Bursts of light pop and fizzle out before her surroundings go dark again, and she drops to a lower position.
With Mordred closing that gap, she has to act fast...
It's the sound of something large snapping in half when the bear slices its claws through a root as thick as Mordred that her sword cracks with lightning. It isn't much, but it will hopefully be enough to weaken it that together, they can get in the killing blows.
At just the right time, she descends out from the treetops on top of the Shade, landing on its back to drive the blade through it. It hits, but at the same time, it sets off a blast of energy that knocks Lightning off of it and hurls her straight at Mordred.
... In Lightning's defense, it isn't the magic she's going to be hit with if she doesn't think fast.]
[ To nobody's surprise, she's not that fast of a thinker, which means Lightning collides with Mordred at full force. If she could have retained her strength, this would not have been a problem, but instead they're both hurled into a nearby tree. The collision is so strong that they knock it over, or maybe it's just Mordred's thick skull that does the trick, although she appears to be bleeding from her head, too.
No matter. She's quick to crawl away from Lightning, reaching for her sword to use it as a crutch for standing up. She's still a little bit dizzy... ]
Idiot!! What the hell was that about?! Explain yourself!
[She shouts back, searching around for her sword from the ground, and she spots its glint sticking out of the back of the bear, still crackling with electricity as it tries to thrash and free itself from it. The explosion left a shallow hole in the dirt around it, and any green that had been left behind in the plant life is long gone now.
Pushing herself back up, she grits her teeth at the familiar burn in her hands.]
It's unpredictable, but it's the only way to beat these things down hard enough.
[More like her magic is unpredictable because she was too stubborn to learn how to control it, and even now, after being gone for four months, it's coming back to bite her in the ass. Great.]
[The bear's weak roar interrupts Lightning's dispute, but it finally falls limp to the ground, unable to take the magic that's been jammed inside it. Black sludge oozes out of its body and eats away at the dirt, turning everything it touches into smoking black acid. She didn't think that alone would be enough to end it... but she'll take it.
She walks over to retrieve her sword, carefully avoiding the liquid while she wrenches it free and wipes the blade on the closest tree.]
You caught me.
[Lightning rolls her eyes, and her expression swings from sarcasm to anger when she stomps back over to Mordred, bringing herself close enough to loom over her.]
Don't care much for attention myself, so if you want the credit, take it. I came here to neutralize a threat, not for whatever you think you're gonna get out of this.
[ She looks up at her, standing on her tippy-toes and refusing to be intimidated by anyone. ]
All my life I've earned everything for myself, I'm not about to start taking charity from you. As much as it pisses me off, the credit's all yours. But if you're gonna rely on your precious magic, then learn how to use it better!
[Lightning clicks her tongue, hands balling into fists.
This girl knows nothing about what hell she's already been put through for the magic here, and to protect the city from the Shades and Cwyld. She's well aware of what needs to be done to control it and doesn't need anyone – especially some kid she's only just met – to remind her.
She can feel the burning in her fingertips, even now, after drinking that potion... but she's had to ignore and get through it so neither of them ended up hurt or dead tonight.]
Wish I could, but you ever heard about sharing the credit? Doesn't only have to be one of us.
[You know, gross teamwork or whatever. Her arms fold across her chest and she backs off, gaze averting to the dead bear slowly seeping into the dirt.]
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Which probably don't look so good when she goes into hiding, climbing up to a spot where the trees and tangles of branches are thickest to focus, and wait for an opportunity to strike. The timing will have to be perfect on this, if the magic is anything like what it once was – brief, weak, and difficult to maintain.
When she sees Mordred lose her sword, she fires a warning shot from her gun in a direction opposite her, to distract the bear long enough for her to pick it back up again.
From up in the trees, a purple light will start to glow and flicker while she tries out her magic for the first time in... it's been months since she's been here. It snaps and crackles around her blade before it fizzles out, but each time she tries, it lasts a second or two longer.
No good... At this rate, it'll take her forever to get it to last long enough to get over there, so she calls out to Mordred from the treetops.]
Get your sword and try to get it closer. I can hit it from up here.
[It'll be tough – large roots jut out from the dirt beneath the thorny bushes, and dead branches and trees are scattered and tangled, leaving very little room for footwork.]
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Coming up on the other side, she runs to pick up her sword and then heads for Lightning's direction, with the bear closing in on her from behind. ]
If you hit me with your magic blast, I'm coming for you next, you cotton candy haired witch!!!
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With Mordred closing that gap, she has to act fast...
It's the sound of something large snapping in half when the bear slices its claws through a root as thick as Mordred that her sword cracks with lightning. It isn't much, but it will hopefully be enough to weaken it that together, they can get in the killing blows.
At just the right time, she descends out from the treetops on top of the Shade, landing on its back to drive the blade through it. It hits, but at the same time, it sets off a blast of energy that knocks Lightning off of it and hurls her straight at Mordred.
... In Lightning's defense, it isn't the magic she's going to be hit with if she doesn't think fast.]
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No matter. She's quick to crawl away from Lightning, reaching for her sword to use it as a crutch for standing up. She's still a little bit dizzy... ]
Idiot!! What the hell was that about?! Explain yourself!
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[She shouts back, searching around for her sword from the ground, and she spots its glint sticking out of the back of the bear, still crackling with electricity as it tries to thrash and free itself from it. The explosion left a shallow hole in the dirt around it, and any green that had been left behind in the plant life is long gone now.
Pushing herself back up, she grits her teeth at the familiar burn in her hands.]
It's unpredictable, but it's the only way to beat these things down hard enough.
[More like her magic is unpredictable because she was too stubborn to learn how to control it, and even now, after being gone for four months, it's coming back to bite her in the ass. Great.]
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[ Although she's definitely mad about that, too. ]
The kill! It was supposed to be mine!! Snatcher! THIEF! You used me to steal the glory all to yourself, didn't you?
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[The bear's weak roar interrupts Lightning's dispute, but it finally falls limp to the ground, unable to take the magic that's been jammed inside it. Black sludge oozes out of its body and eats away at the dirt, turning everything it touches into smoking black acid. She didn't think that alone would be enough to end it... but she'll take it.
She walks over to retrieve her sword, carefully avoiding the liquid while she wrenches it free and wipes the blade on the closest tree.]
You caught me.
[Lightning rolls her eyes, and her expression swings from sarcasm to anger when she stomps back over to Mordred, bringing herself close enough to loom over her.]
Don't care much for attention myself, so if you want the credit, take it. I came here to neutralize a threat, not for whatever you think you're gonna get out of this.
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[ She looks up at her, standing on her tippy-toes and refusing to be intimidated by anyone. ]
All my life I've earned everything for myself, I'm not about to start taking charity from you. As much as it pisses me off, the credit's all yours. But if you're gonna rely on your precious magic, then learn how to use it better!
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This girl knows nothing about what hell she's already been put through for the magic here, and to protect the city from the Shades and Cwyld. She's well aware of what needs to be done to control it and doesn't need anyone – especially some kid she's only just met – to remind her.
She can feel the burning in her fingertips, even now, after drinking that potion... but she's had to ignore and get through it so neither of them ended up hurt or dead tonight.]
Wish I could, but you ever heard about sharing the credit? Doesn't only have to be one of us.
[You know, gross teamwork or whatever. Her arms fold across her chest and she backs off, gaze averting to the dead bear slowly seeping into the dirt.]
You helped, too.