[center][h2]Xena Rock Field[/h2][/center]

Onweer was panting heavily after the feat, feeling her knees shake with the effort of keeping her upright. Her arm was still outstretched when the beastly snake exploded and the sight of it sent a tremor down her spine. With a jerk the woman bent over and threw up, the sight of the gore turning out to be too much on top of her growing fatigue. She fell to her knees, scraping the skin and was surprised she didn’t black out. It actually made her bare her teeth in a victorious grin. CMAS had tried so hard to block her arcane network and they [i]had[/i] but she still had it in her. It felt like her insides would rip to shreds and she definitely didn’t want to do anything like that for the foreseeable future but at least she’d survived. 

She received a few compliments but they didn’t matter and instead of gratitude sparked anger. “If CMAS had done their job right all your recruits would be like me and half of them wouldn’t be dead right now.” She didn’t mention that this was just a faction of what she had been capable of before the same organisation decided to fuck up her powers and almost cost her her life just now. Because she had been terrified and still had the divers to worry about. Yvette’s request caused her to scowl at the woman and tell her, as restrained as possible, that she can surely handle at least that by herself. Her eyes darted accusingly at Brian, who’d proved doubly useless but then rolled to the heaven as the divers’ leader started his speech. Probably the worst she’d heard in her life, including the inhuman snarls and barks of drilling instructors back in Hyznia. 

Onweer was still kneeling over the ledge of a rock when a memory struck her like a ton of bricks. She rose her voice enough to reach Luke with her body still being at a safe distance. She was suspicious now and wouldn’t dare approach him, her hand nervously gripping the staff at her side. “’Evee’? [i]Always[/i]? You two know each other?”