Once more the air filled with static charge like that of a tremendous gathering storm and the discharge of crackling energy sent lightning cascading out in wild directions, all of which Arthera was careful to guide nowhere near her allies or those uninvolved, instead sending it coursing through the behemoth of a man that wielded his axe like some crude plaything. With no point of origin, it vanished as quickly as it appeared and left little more than standing hairs, ionized atmosphere and ozone in its wake.

This was getting tiresome, all in ways she was not prepared for. This woman was clearly more trouble than she was worth and had it not been for her willingness to see Talionis back to his feet with a spell, the primalist would have dealt with her just as violently as this had turned out when they survived - if they all did. It bought the newcomer patience and time with a woman who had notably little of either to spare, especially now that the drifter had done [i]something[/i] to their resident occultist. What was wrong with this city? Was General Cavanaugh not thinning these scum and their herds? Were they really so short on the mages, the same which they displayed parading through the city with frivolous magic, to police this?

That was a question for another day, because the feline woman had, in one of the most bizarre displays she had ever seen, reduced the filthy rat-thing to a still heap on the ground. She hoped, rather [i]wished[/i], the damned thing dead, but there was no certainty with anything now, because the dumb brute had absorbed yet another strike of deadly lightning without much injury to show for it. There was a need to change tactics, perhaps assaulting his mind, but they were running out of expedient options; her psionic reserve was needed, what was left that is, in dire straights that might still come...

As they seemed to with one of the drifters approaching her. Defiantly, adamant that she would kill him here and now if she could, she stepped back to better block the bottleneck behind her that their group had come from in the first place, speaking in thought to the warlock with gifted tongue, [i]"Daisy, mind the drifter."[/i]

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Arthera manifests [i]Hungry Lightning[/i] as an action, spending 3 psi points of her 9 to do so.

The goliath is her target and must make a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw at disadvantage due to his worn armor. If he fails, he takes 11 lightning damage or 5 if he succeeds. Oddly, he seems to be significantly less effected by this jolt than the last.

She then moves 5 feet southwest to help create a funnel that might better prevent the Eonic Drifter's potential escape. If lucky, that might grant Ceria, herself and Daisy opportunity attacks if he tried to move through them. She warns the party's tiefling with her [i]Telepathy[/i] as a free action.
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