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Io is momentarily distracted by a [abbr=Wild Magic Surge]flash of nearly invisible red-white light[/abbr]. Zev's words of intelligence are drowned out by HORUS' cry against their shared enemies and her own personal distractions. She waits as if expecting another, more noticeable effect to take place beside the shimmer of magic in the air, and when nothing comes she returns her attention to a blubbering and shaky Nyke. Io flourishes her sword once, twice, and takes a step forward.

Nyke moves jerkily as if he just realized there was another threat, and the [abbr=Roll to Hit: 2 + 5 = 7]sword slices uselessly through the empty air[/abbr] as he nearly falls back onto his ass. Io mutters a curse, glances back again in a veiled moment of concern for the initial surge, and then prepares to strike again.
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