[ She appreciates the gesture, regardless of whether or not it was successful. She often finds herself in similar situations in combat, and though she doesn't necessarily feel as though she's worth coming into fire for, she can still be grateful. Especially since she would really rather not turn into... whatever that poor soul turned into.
She likewise notices the Noctaere straining to remain airborne behind Balthus, but her mind is still racing from the close call, and it does not give her a ready course of action. Luckily, Balthus is as quick on his feet as he is big and strong, Ori realizes.
So at his suggestion, she hums affirmatively. ]
Okay. I'll do my best!
[ Now that the shield of flames has dissipated, Ori takes a deep breath and raises her hand, stretching it out towards the Noctaere. With its one wing growing weaker from the added strain by the second, it drops several feet closer to the ground and just barely manages to keep itself from falling entirely. It's at this moment that Ori's hand closes into a fist, and vines erupt from the ground once more to grasp and entangle the Noctaere as though to mimic the movement of her fingers. ]
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[ She appreciates the gesture, regardless of whether or not it was successful. She often finds herself in similar situations in combat, and though she doesn't necessarily feel as though she's worth coming into fire for, she can still be grateful. Especially since she would really rather not turn into... whatever that poor soul turned into.
She likewise notices the Noctaere straining to remain airborne behind Balthus, but her mind is still racing from the close call, and it does not give her a ready course of action. Luckily, Balthus is as quick on his feet as he is big and strong, Ori realizes.
So at his suggestion, she hums affirmatively. ]
Okay. I'll do my best!
[ Now that the shield of flames has dissipated, Ori takes a deep breath and raises her hand, stretching it out towards the Noctaere. With its one wing growing weaker from the added strain by the second, it drops several feet closer to the ground and just barely manages to keep itself from falling entirely. It's at this moment that Ori's hand closes into a fist, and vines erupt from the ground once more to grasp and entangle the Noctaere as though to mimic the movement of her fingers. ]
Now's your chance—!