[ A medium... a singular something for the fire to burn? Interesting. So it is like her talisman, in a way. Sort of. Honestly, this is her first time coming across other kinds of magick—where she comes from, there's the Jedi's use of the Force and then there's her Nightsister magick, and that's it.
So, truly, she's interested. But first: ]
Oh? Do you worry about the depletion of your resources?
[ She's teasing—and she'll keep teasing, since she hasn't managed to get a satisfactory reaction out of him yet.
That's when she notices the presence, the energy, of someone up ahead—or something, considering they're gamboling around a den of snake-priests—and unsheathes the knife at her belt, reversing her grip on it with a twirl.
Then she nods at Wangji, a wordless assurance that they're in this fight together, wraps her magick around her, and disappears from sight in a tangle of bright green ichor. ]
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So, truly, she's interested. But first: ]
Oh? Do you worry about the depletion of your resources?
[ She's teasing—and she'll keep teasing, since she hasn't managed to get a satisfactory reaction out of him yet.
That's when she notices the presence, the energy, of someone up ahead—or something, considering they're gamboling around a den of snake-priests—and unsheathes the knife at her belt, reversing her grip on it with a twirl.
Then she nods at Wangji, a wordless assurance that they're in this fight together, wraps her magick around her, and disappears from sight in a tangle of bright green ichor. ]