[center] [color=CEA2FF] Yy'Sil Aletheia Tahti [/color], the [color=D43445] Mind of Sikal [/color], [color=3498DB](MAIN) [/color] [/center] [h1] [center] Artis Port [/center] [/h1] Pulled from The Burning Mare, she heard Reinold curse her magic heritage under his breath, and gripped his hand tighter, or as tight as she could, in response. Flinching at the sudden sunlight and lead into an alleyway, despite the opposite flow of people that pulled against her. While being pulled, Reinold dodged a bolt and she watched as it landed right into the skull of an innocent street performer which caused even more panic. At this, she grabbed for whatever material she could of Reinold's and gripped tightly as he brought them to a halt in the alley. [color=f26522]If you've got any tricks up your sleeve, don't use them yet." [/color] Peeking over at Reinold, she noticed his face had paled in comparison to his rather confident self from earlier in the inn during the introduction, and she realized very soon why. Even before the the hooded figure could even emerge, a pang of nausea hit Yy'Sil like a train as she pressed a hand onto her mouth, trying to cover her nose as well. It was no use; her sensitivity, borderline over sensitivity, caused a reaction almost close to vomiting as she coughed, almost gagging. As Reinold stepped in front of her, she dropped to the ground onto her knees and had both hands over her mouth and nose at this point, all in vain. Glancing upwards, she saw the Husk and it's uncloaked form. [color=f26522]We're lucky, this time. Husks rely on the braindead hosts within to its magic intake. Listen to me carefully." [/color] Sil could barely make out the words, but remained as attentive as she could. Staring at the Husk, and then back at Reinold before city guards approached. The warning Reinold gave was far too late, as her attention was already on the monstrosity's speed and strength. Even in her dizzied state, she could still make up the crunch of skulls. It was not the first time hearing this sound, but the brute and disturbing display stilled her. As people ran from the area in fear, Sil watched as Reinold ran straight towards the Husk. She watched him become disarmed, and practically strangled, and then miraculously remove the plate from the Husk's chest plate, and slowly regained her bearings. Pushing herself upwards she stared at the open heart and heard the queue from Reinold. Clenching teeth, she spoke the word, [color=CEA2FF] "Fire" [/color]. Embers rose from around her person and launched themselves towards the target, the inhuman heart. Their target was clear as the embers touched the organ before the thrown sword could and quickly burst into flames once they touched, growing intensely as the heart kept pumping. Every movement that the heart increased the burn and the size of the flame until it spread throughout the husks body, engulfing it with intense heat that had even melted the soldier's sword that he had thrown earlier, which did end up landing in the heart as well. The fire itself was unyielding as it burned brightly at it's target. After the cast, Yy'Sil pushed herself upwards and stumbled towards Reinold, still trying to grasp her bearings. Falling just a few inches away from her appointed bodyguard, she stared at his neck for a moment. A choke hold from a monster of that caliber could have bruised his windpipe severely, at worse ruptured a few blood vessels. By instinct, she lifted her hand and held it as close to Rein's neck as possible. A faint light enveloped her hand and slowly rose towards Rein's neck, soothing the injuries and slowly mending them, but not completely. Not wanting to exert too much of her energy. The Artifice members who had their attention on the soldiers earlier now had their complete attention on the two on the ground. The fire itself almost blocked their way, but one had the chance to brave the flames and make it over, ditching his robes as the flames caught onto them. Sil froze for a moment. This was the same person who had lifted the device to her in the first place. "Well, looks like we'll need compensation for the Husk that was destroyed." The man had a slight tone of anger in his voice. He saw the two on the ground and approached with a sword in hand. "The Mage will do nicely."