Cerise spread her wings hearing one of the others mention that the roof could be an illusion and not wanting to leave anything to doubt. She brings her wings down with force generating a measure of lift beneath her greater than her own weight and releasing herself temporarily from the confines of gravity holding her small body tightly to the floor. With another thrust of her wings she shot up to 5’ looking directly at the offending object that now has her sole attention. 
[color=darkorchid]”I’ll verify if the roof is an illusion or not.”[/color] she said as she thrust forward strain of flying above 5’ evident on her, as if the win this high was harder for her wings to generate thrust in and harder to negate the effects of gravity though she pushed forward noticeably slower than the first 5’ she climbed towards 10’ feet. A deep inhale from the small fairy and another thrust shooting forward again. She would climb to the ceiling a small smile crossing her lips as she breathed ever so slightly heavier than she had been on the floor her lips forming the words ‘for Llira’ over and over again in a silent prayer to her deity.  
The final 5’ showing more effort on her smaller frame as she approached the ceiling is it an illusion, that after all is why she was approaching it. Her wings were beginning to tire as she reached her target, reaching a hand out for confirmation…