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Already dealing with her own particularly odd situation at the hands of the interloper in the fight, Alicia's troubles were added to as Mariette's voice reached her ears. She could only assume it was a portal, as there was little reason for her to hallucinate or imagine what she might think. especially about a topic like the long lost Caroline Von Visceral. Alicia didn't have that much experience with her, aside from being at the train yard fight she was also at. 

[color=aba000]"Alright,"[/color] she muttered back with a small nod. It was all Mariette would get from her for now.

Perhaps Alicia had been overly hasty, unnerved by the attempted feathery embrace. Perhaps she had simply misjudged how long the spell took effect for. She didn't necessarily know the reason herself as she wove back into the open, and right into the path of one of those spears as it erupted from the ground.

[color=aba000]"Gaack!"[/color] A wordless cry escaped as the air was driven from her lungs by the force of impact. Her eyes watered and her throat burned, while the taste of iron overpowered her senses. Red blood splashed to the ground, a testament to the force with which she had been struck. It was only due to her Enhanced Uniform that she had been saved, and even now every labored breath sent spikes of pain through her chest. Sadly, it was a feeling she had become quite familiar with over the last few months.

Despite all of this, she marshaled her internal will past the screaming of her muscles. Lifting her bow from a kneeling position, she unleashed a shot at where she remembered Aurelio to be. It was far from her best, but thanks to the magic she had previously been enchanted with it was good enough for its purpose.

She then dropped once, more sending her bow away as she sought to restore her flagging energy. [color=aba000]"You've got to be....kidding me."[/color] This was not how she had expected things to go, though it was better than being torn apart by a wendigo as a small blessing. She'd chastise herself for her lapse in battlefield awareness later. 

Understandably distracted, Alicia only spotted the charging wendigo at the last second. A blade o0f light manifested in her grip as she tensed, prepared to rise up and strike it down in case their unharmed ally couldn't deal with it. Her chances in these circumstances weren't very good, but at least she'd be ready if it came down to it.

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