[b][u][i]Fiora, The Chains of the Sea[/i][/u][/b]

With a bang, Fiora woke from the ground and stood up, silently looked at the others in the room, definitely being planeswalkers but it didn't matter at the moment as she needed to assess her situation. The painful throbbing in her head can wait for latter, as she pulled her cloak over her head and then pulled a scarf to cover the majority of her face leaving only her eyes to be seen. She although being merfolk, her time on land she had grown adapted to the modesty of the races that had lived on the land, adopting some of the clothing to make her look less of a sore-thumb. She looked at her 'companions' as she silently observed them, deeming that two of them were at least decent enough to trust, especially the Healer. The Dragoness was an intimidating individual but in a match of smart and wits she could probably win, but she wouldn't chance that and either way the girl was on her side for now. Then there was the problem of the two shady individuals who she knew could never be up to any good, and placed a mental note to keep her guard up.

With nothing better to do, she closed her eyes, before she gently pulled in the strings of energy that she could feel pulling in the light that touched everything in its kingdom and water from nearby that she wished she could disappear in. She took her time collecting the energy of the land that was unfamiliar to her, recognizing the feel of the energy of this plane before casting her spell. The space around her hardening before a barrier was formed that would protect her from damage, and friendly fire... Feeling decent enough she let her guard down slightly for the mean time and watched the other planeswalker interact with each other, keeping to herself.

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Force Bubble - Fiora
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