[ He can almost hear Ciri argue before she says it. Geralt lets her get her frustrations out; waits patiently for her to try again.
It is working. She needs practice, but her magic isn't failing the way he's seen it before: either not working at all or exploding with too much power. A small scorpion scurries forward—bounces off the barrier when it flickers on for a brief moment.
Time passes as she continues to work. The opening over the cave glows and wanes in turn. Geralt does not interrupt, watches her and occasionally watches the desert around them to make sure nothing will disrupt. The sun moves steadily higher into the sky, hidden behind a sparse cloud or two.
Only when something changes—a noise or brighter flash—does he look back over at Ciri. ]
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It is working. She needs practice, but her magic isn't failing the way he's seen it before: either not working at all or exploding with too much power. A small scorpion scurries forward—bounces off the barrier when it flickers on for a brief moment.
Time passes as she continues to work. The opening over the cave glows and wanes in turn. Geralt does not interrupt, watches her and occasionally watches the desert around them to make sure nothing will disrupt. The sun moves steadily higher into the sky, hidden behind a sparse cloud or two.
Only when something changes—a noise or brighter flash—does he look back over at Ciri. ]