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Chie breathed heavily as she drew in more and more of the ambient corruption around her. Some of it started to swirl around her like a thin veil of dark mist, though most was drawn in and rapidly purified through her Ars Armagus. Good thing too, as all that raw magic was directly funneled back into the building in the midst of the action. The Ars Magi-in-training looked up from her crouched vantage point, watching as Selma dashed headlong into danger. Everything from the recoil damage to the impromptu wrestle match was bore witness to, all of it giving Chie a faint if-slightly-pained smile. Partially amusement, sure, but also pride and amazement at how strong her roommate was. If she put forth that kind of effort, Chie could hardly afford to lose pace. A competetive fire was lit underneath her, the dark cloud around her thickening as she began to purify even more Nox at once.

She could feel it. She could feel the building shifting under her weight. She needed to push it just a little more. Just a little more, and it would be brought down on the horde. She was [i]so[/i] close. Yet, Chie couldn't give it the final push it needed. No, not yet, as she spied a blinding flash in the corner of her vision. It was Rivka, shooting up like the rising star she was, trying catch a freefalling Crystal. Chie could slow down their combined fall. She could save both of them so easily, if she'd just redirect her spell. All she'd need to do is reach out her hand, and...

"...Focus."

Chie closed her eyes and shut out the scene completely. She didn't redirect her magic, nor would she save them. Her job was different. She needed to, and [i]did[/i], trust her team. Rivka would be able to save Crystal, so that left Chie with one job. The ground underneath her shook as she drew in all that Nox gathered around her, small cracks forming underneath her hands. She rose, opened her eyes and raised one arm to the sky.

"[b]And fall.[/b]"

The gravity-controlling diva clutched her fist and, in one swoop, the building toppled over. The foundations it were built upon gave way to the extreme force applied on them. Rubble, glass and steel collapsed down like an avalanche, rolling in the direction of the approaching army because of the angle of Chie's well. Selma, being in such close proximity, could feel the tug of its crushing weight. Chie didn't just bring down one part- the [i]whole[/i] several-story building was collapsing and creating a dangerous shower of terrestrial meteors. Any drone caught in its wake would be lucky to get away with some severe damages- the less lucky ones most likely crushed on impact.

Chie felt a mild exhaustion befitting of such a spell wash over her, being forced down onto her knee from it. She took a couple of heavy breaths, scanning the dust-covered battlefield with her eyes. If that wasn't enough... she wasn't sure [i]what[/i] would be.