[ Closer and closer and closer it comes, and up Lan Wangji rises, and the charge at his feet gasps and gasps and gasps, and Stephen waits. Hold. Hold...
Now?
... Now.
His arm whips out in a flash, strip of burning amber extending out as he casts his coiled whip to grab for the Motherless' freshly-dropped cord. It catches, wraps around, and with that Stephen hisses something to the cloak and extends a spell down to lift the blob at his feet up into the crook of his arm and then he's in the air himself, laying backwards as far as he needs to to pull that cord at taut as he can.
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Now?
... Now.
His arm whips out in a flash, strip of burning amber extending out as he casts his coiled whip to grab for the Motherless' freshly-dropped cord. It catches, wraps around, and with that Stephen hisses something to the cloak and extends a spell down to lift the blob at his feet up into the crook of his arm and then he's in the air himself, laying backwards as far as he needs to to pull that cord at taut as he can.
As he goes: ]
Now.