[ She can feel it. The magic permeates the air, calling. A pull. A pull in her chest, in her bones. Her blood.
Ciri stumbles forward, wide-eyed, breath catching in her throat. With the thundering of her pulse nearly drowning out Viktor's voice, it takes her a moment to respond. She has to force herself to tear her gaze away. ]
We have to get out of here.
[ Neither question answered, Ciri returns to his side hurriedly, crouching to help haul Viktor to his feet. She scans him quickly for injuries, uncertain about his bleeding leg, but if he can't stand it'll be evident soon enough.
With the magic so thick, it feels like the smallest spark might kindle a conflagration. And her sparks are rarely small. Ciri glances over her shoulder the crater again, as if the monolith within might up and give chase. ]
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Ciri stumbles forward, wide-eyed, breath catching in her throat. With the thundering of her pulse nearly drowning out Viktor's voice, it takes her a moment to respond. She has to force herself to tear her gaze away. ]
We have to get out of here.
[ Neither question answered, Ciri returns to his side hurriedly, crouching to help haul Viktor to his feet. She scans him quickly for injuries, uncertain about his bleeding leg, but if he can't stand it'll be evident soon enough.
With the magic so thick, it feels like the smallest spark might kindle a conflagration. And her sparks are rarely small. Ciri glances over her shoulder the crater again, as if the monolith within might up and give chase. ]
If you can't walk, I'll carry you. Come on.