Sirens? [she echoes, unfamiliar with the word. Perhaps a type of monstrous fish. The ocean is teeming with dangerous creatures, or so she's heard, but she's never seen the ocean for herself, let alone what horrors might dwell underwater.
As they come to the hole, she peers curiously down into the water, and catches a glimpse of what Lan Wangji is warning of: teeth, rows of them, the light seeming to catch on every one in a wide-set grinning mouth.
She could call down a lightning strike, destroy the creatures, but that might just as easily destroy the fragile wood they're standing on. And fire could cause even wood this wet to burn. No, it's best not to resort to offensive weaves. She begins to inch carefully around the edge of the hole, but the rotted wood gives way beneath her foot and she finds herself grasping at Lan Wangji for balance.]
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As they come to the hole, she peers curiously down into the water, and catches a glimpse of what Lan Wangji is warning of: teeth, rows of them, the light seeming to catch on every one in a wide-set grinning mouth.
She could call down a lightning strike, destroy the creatures, but that might just as easily destroy the fragile wood they're standing on. And fire could cause even wood this wet to burn. No, it's best not to resort to offensive weaves. She begins to inch carefully around the edge of the hole, but the rotted wood gives way beneath her foot and she finds herself grasping at Lan Wangji for balance.]