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ᴢᴇʟᴅᴀ ([personal profile] multidisciplinary) wrote in [community profile] songerein 2021-10-27 02:57 pm (UTC)

[ Zelda hurriedly finds a place near the ladder to Kazuma's treehouse where she's mostly out of the way, but can still see both combatants. She silently curses herself as she plants her feet hip-width apart and raises her hands towards the rooster. ]

[ Bind it with magic. What nonsense! The princess hasn't so much as bound her own bootstrap with magic before now. What makes her think she can suddenly bind a giant rampaging bird? Nothing, honestly, but there's no time and she doesn't have any other ideas. Zelda stares unseeingly at the fighters, carefully picturing a net in her mind. She draws on Satan's pointers from her first dreamscape in the pumpkin patch: carefully picture every detail of what you're trying to create. Lengths of thick, gnarled rope criss-cross in Zelda's mind's eye, knotted together in a grid. She can see every frayed thread--- ]


"Are you ready yet?!"

[ Half of a net suddenly appears midair above the tree Kazuma is hiding behind, but instead of actual rope, it's composed of ropey strands of Malice, a gooey, sticky substance of the same color and consistency as raspberry jam. ]

I'm trying! [ With Zelda's concentration broken, the net hovers only for a few seconds before dropping towards the ground. ]

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