Sira listened patiently as Azira confessed her secret, the kelvics curiosity piqued. A curse? How did she get cursed? Couldn't control it? So many questions, but luckily Azira was answering the most important one. Fire reimancy.
Sira stared at Azira for a few moments, turning the thought over in her mind. She had no idea what drawing res meant, but she had been around reimancers before. A reimancer saved her life once, so she knew the power could be very useful. Of course, that same reimancer was the one that inadvertently trapped everyone inside the Inclement Weather as well, and almost killed himself in the process. Reimancy was dangerous. But they needed to get free, and that meant taking a risk. Any danger they put themselves in while escaping would be better than the alternative.
Maybe you can try to burn the one with my sword. If we can get our hands on that we can cut ourselves free and get away.
Sira glanced down at her hands, which were bound in front of her, and a small grin crept across her lips for just a moment. Even with her hands tied, she could still fight. They should have tied them behind her back. It would work... but could Azira do it?
Wait until we start moving again. I'll act like I'm having trouble getting up because of leg, and maybe he will come over. They all have weapons, we just need to get our hands one something sharp. If we can catch them off guard with the fire I can try for one of the weapons.
If Azira had no other suggestions Sira would settle in to wait. The Symenestra kept watch over them, but thankfully they could not hear the conversation taking place over their link.
As they waited, Sira pondered that link. She had not broken it since they started walking. It was the longest she'd ever touched someone's mind other than Aidara's. Azira did not seem to mind, or if she did, she hadn't complained. It wasn't a full bond, but it was getting closer. Sira sunk deeper into that connection, and as she did her confidence rose. She allowed that confidence to trickle over to Azira, hoping it would give her some as well.
We will survive this. We will escape.
When dusk came, so to came the time for them to move. Sira did not speak across the link when she remained motionless after the Symenestra commanded them to move. She let her readiness to act flow across to Azira, and felt for what Azira would do. When Azira acted, Sira would be ready.
"Get up!"
"I can't.. my leg. I can't move it. I think it's infected."
The Symenestra glared at her and stepped closer to the pair, a hand resting on his weapon. "I said get up!"
"I can't!
Sira stared at Azira for a few moments, turning the thought over in her mind. She had no idea what drawing res meant, but she had been around reimancers before. A reimancer saved her life once, so she knew the power could be very useful. Of course, that same reimancer was the one that inadvertently trapped everyone inside the Inclement Weather as well, and almost killed himself in the process. Reimancy was dangerous. But they needed to get free, and that meant taking a risk. Any danger they put themselves in while escaping would be better than the alternative.
Maybe you can try to burn the one with my sword. If we can get our hands on that we can cut ourselves free and get away.
Sira glanced down at her hands, which were bound in front of her, and a small grin crept across her lips for just a moment. Even with her hands tied, she could still fight. They should have tied them behind her back. It would work... but could Azira do it?
Wait until we start moving again. I'll act like I'm having trouble getting up because of leg, and maybe he will come over. They all have weapons, we just need to get our hands one something sharp. If we can catch them off guard with the fire I can try for one of the weapons.
If Azira had no other suggestions Sira would settle in to wait. The Symenestra kept watch over them, but thankfully they could not hear the conversation taking place over their link.
As they waited, Sira pondered that link. She had not broken it since they started walking. It was the longest she'd ever touched someone's mind other than Aidara's. Azira did not seem to mind, or if she did, she hadn't complained. It wasn't a full bond, but it was getting closer. Sira sunk deeper into that connection, and as she did her confidence rose. She allowed that confidence to trickle over to Azira, hoping it would give her some as well.
We will survive this. We will escape.
When dusk came, so to came the time for them to move. Sira did not speak across the link when she remained motionless after the Symenestra commanded them to move. She let her readiness to act flow across to Azira, and felt for what Azira would do. When Azira acted, Sira would be ready.
"Get up!"
"I can't.. my leg. I can't move it. I think it's infected."
The Symenestra glared at her and stepped closer to the pair, a hand resting on his weapon. "I said get up!"
"I can't!