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[color=ffe4c4]Survival[/color][/center]

It took them a little while, but the cabin was nearly done. With Gren and Robert’s help, Yue was able to accomplish much more than she thought she could. More support to keep the cabin stable, a pewter mortar to keep the cabin water tight, she even made it space and homely with a makeshift fireplace and chimney. Not exactly a luxury getaway retreat, but for surviving the monsoon, it’ll have to do. Normally drying the mortal would take hours that they didn’t have, but Yue was nothing if not efficient. Taking out a dust card from her pocket Yue imbue her blade with fire. Compared to some others, Yue might not be as skilled with a sword, or have their sheer ability, but when it came to manipulating dust, Yue liked to think she was second to none.

And using her control over dust, her blade radiates warmth. But not just that, but she was evaporating the moisture in the mortal, to solidify them. She did the same to the wood itself to make them stiffer and stronger for the coming storm, so that they wouldn’t bend or break as they get pounded by the rain for who knows how long. And this all only took her a few minutes to do, even as the rain started to pour in. If needed she could even do this for the next few hours. However she did notice something amiss. There was no smoke; she wasn’t sure if maybe whoever was responsible for the signal fire wasn’t able to complete it or simply did it somewhere she couldn’t see. But Yue was worried that the airship she saw earlier wouldn’t be able to find them.

Yue knew what she had to do. After finishing the cabin, she ran out to the beaches and called out to everyone as loud as she could. [color=ffe4c4]”The cabin is finished! Get inside before you get caught in the rain!”[/color] And as she said this, Yue raised her blade into the air. Concentrating on the dust in her blade, Yue fired off a weak, but very vibrant, very long beam of fire from her sword. An attack like this was flashy but lacked punch behind it. But she wasn’t trying to hurt anything, but get the attention of any airship around here. She’d maintain this beam of fire for as long as the dust in her blade could, which was about ten straight minutes. She hopes that someone would come to investigate the mysterious pillar of flame on this island.