Cesidia nods and nocks an arrow. She draws the string and holds the bow on her shoulder so the arrow points behind her. The arrow flies and nails a bird in the eye.
He raises his eyebrow, and points his finger. A thin burst of fire shoots from his finger tip, so hot the heat makes her sweat from the brief exposure near the flame.
Cesidia blushes faintly and raises an eyebrow. She rips a part of the lining out of the dress and ties her hair back with a scoff. "'Show off'? I just got tired of that dress and the fact that it was a sauna gave me another reason to shed it." She smirks faintly as she stretches. "That was your plan, wasn't it? Naughty naughty."
"No, I was clearly talking about the shot." He laughs. "I have no knowledge of this, 'plan', that you speak of." He smiles. "You're an excellent markswomen by the way."
Cesidia blushes faintly and grins, shrugging. "Oh well. We both know you'll see it all some time or another." She winks. "So what's our next plan of action?"
He begins drawing a flaming map in the air in front of him. "From what the scouts could gather, the king stays around here, his supplies are here, and he has possible mages here, here, and here." He draws a small X on each of the locations.
Cesidia nods. "We could cut off the supply lines to draw out the soldiers, and you can use your magic to keep the mages from giving the king backup while I end it all."