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Dia could feel her power start to flicker out of control. Sharp spikes of cold in her immediate surrounding, Felix lighting up the area with his fire.

He believed in her, though. She smiled, a strained gesture, before the smile faltered at the exchange between Bhu and Felix. 

Memories of the fountain incident resurfaced. A small whimper escaped her clenched teeth as steam began to coil between her and Felix with the rather large difference in temperature.

She knew she should stop before it was too late, but...

[Color=00aeef]"Just...a bit... More..."[/color] she muttered. Curling her hands into fists, she managed to direct her power to the bars again. In moments ice had creeped over the bars and the top row of the bleachers.

Unclenching her fists she went to withdraw her influence, to leave the ice but stop spreading the cold.

She was breathing heavily now, and while her field of influence was diminishing, there were frequent spikes of her Aura flaring back out.

[Color=00aeef]"It's...I can't... It won't stop..."[/color] she said quietly. Quiet enough it was unlikely anyone but Felix would hear her, as hardly anyone else could handle being so close to her. [Color=00aeef]"Don't want... Fountain... Again..."[/color]

She visibly shook as another flare occurred.