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She heard Delios's call but kept moving. He was occupied with a more head on problem at the moment. Azarni kept running, stumbling and tripping over her own feet and the long grass. She'd nearly forgotten about the third one by this time, but even as foolish as she was in doing that, she was still paying attention enough to see a [i]tree[/i] falling down in front of her and she came to an abrupt halt, hands planting against the trunk just as it crashed to the ground, kicking up dirt and debris.

She should have known it wasn't going to be that easy. "I don't want to hear it, I don't want anything you have to offer!" Aza yelped back up at the girl. "I just want to go back home, I want my friends back! I said stay away from [b]me[/b]!" Her shrieking demand rang out and echoed against the trees and what may have seemed like a simple angry emphasis, bringing up her arms and then swinging them back down against the log, turned into a crackling explosion. Before her hands had time to connect with the wood it cratered and then split in two, erupting into a flurry of giant splinters that shot off in all directions. 

Taken aback by her own desperate fury and being pelted with chunks of wood, Aza stumbled back, her chest heaving. 

"If you don't leave me alone I might hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone else!" Poor, sweet, naive girl.