[ Sure she may have taken an oath to protect things like the forest, but bad plants are bad and she's definitely not above burning down a few wayward angry tree-beasts if needed.

Geralt seems to agree with her methods so she gets right to work. Her fire is a bit more flashy, but it's clear he's using aether in a similar way. Vines wither and pull back as they're burned. Himeka freezes a few while she's at it to stop them from getting away too quickly. You stay put until it's your turn to die, okay? ]

Here or before the Horizon?

[ It's a keep. It's meant to withstand bombardments, isn't it? But it's also home.

Ah, a visitor...

Himeka pauses in her ministrations, looking down at the little ball of fire. She bats it back and forth between her fingers a bit like a cat with a toy for a moment. ]

I did. It started out much as they do sometimes...

[ Not always pleasant. Wandering streets she ought to remember. ]

...but it was a face I'd never seen before. Not unfriendly despite it's monstrous appearance.