[color=f7941d]"O-ow..."[/color] Flicker muttered as they lay in the remains of the tower. [color=f7941d]"Alright. Never doing that again. Worst idea of my life."[/color] While their elemental heritage had helped them against the fire, they had no such resistant to gravity nor falling debris, and for a while, the fire genasi could only lie there in the rubble as their companions continued the fight. It was only when Cascade ran to their side and used some of that divine magic of hers to heal their wounds that Flicker finally had enough strength to stand.

[color=f7941d]"Thanks, I really needed that,"[/color] they muttered to the other genasi, getting themself to their feet and dusting themself off. [color=f7941d]"You know, it's times like these I wish I'd learnt some sort of healing magic myself instead of just, you know... burning things. Speaking of..."[/color] They turned to the remaining attackers, taking a moment to stare them down. They noticed the strange - presumably self-inflicted - mutilations they had, taking special note of the elves with the points of their ears removed, and grimaced. They glanced over at Cascade. [color=f7941d]"I don't know about you, but I've just about had it with these guys." [/color] They raised a hand in front of themself, forming a flame in the palm of their hand. The glow coming from their eyes and hair intensified, becoming a very bright red before they hurled the flame at the nearest attacker.

[hider=OOC]Flicker uses half of their movement to stand up. They then cast Produce Flame and fire it at the nearest attacker.

Attack Roll: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24359]21[/url]
Damage: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24360]5[/url]
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