[ Now isn't the time for battles between them, not when there are greater foes to fight. She throws her arms out between them, pacifying. Now, Kida isn't much of a negotiator, nor is she terribly good at maintaining calm when she's pushed to the edge herself. But she knows for certain Koltira won't hurt her--unless he snaps.
And if he does, not Ashraf, not this school, nothing will preserve them. ]
Ah, cease, the both of you! [ She grits her teeth, swallowing back very visible upset. Ashraf's arm is swatted away, as she impudently steps closer. The ice is truly burning now, sending shocks of pain up her legs, making the wounded one tremble. ] Koltira, keep your magic for the one who deserves its bite.
[ She knows the depth of his pain. She's probably the one here best equipped to help him. But she can't--she's herself not far from breaking, too exhausted for the proper compassion they both deserve. ]
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And if he does, not Ashraf, not this school, nothing will preserve them. ]
Ah, cease, the both of you! [ She grits her teeth, swallowing back very visible upset. Ashraf's arm is swatted away, as she impudently steps closer. The ice is truly burning now, sending shocks of pain up her legs, making the wounded one tremble. ] Koltira, keep your magic for the one who deserves its bite.
[ She knows the depth of his pain. She's probably the one here best equipped to help him. But she can't--she's herself not far from breaking, too exhausted for the proper compassion they both deserve. ]
Please.
[ She finds herself reduced. ]