[ Ciri's still standing defensively in front of him, edging both of them backward as she throws her off hand out again. Another attempt at Aard, this time accompanied by the force of her scream.
It's not a power she's often been able to make work for her on purpose (like so many of her stupid gifts), but it's one that's at least quite simple. Her voice echoes off the stone, the power slamming into the beast alongside the sign for good measure. It's impossible to tell if a construct of bones and wire can hear, but it doesn't really matter.
The force is enough to send the stone beneath its limbs crumbling down into the dark, and the monster begins to slip once more over the edge, scrabbling wildly.
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It's not a power she's often been able to make work for her on purpose (like so many of her stupid gifts), but it's one that's at least quite simple. Her voice echoes off the stone, the power slamming into the beast alongside the sign for good measure. It's impossible to tell if a construct of bones and wire can hear, but it doesn't really matter.
The force is enough to send the stone beneath its limbs crumbling down into the dark, and the monster begins to slip once more over the edge, scrabbling wildly.
Ciri doesn't wait to see how far it falls.
She turns, grabs Geralt by the arm, and runs. ]