[h1][b][i][color=gold][center]Jaclyn Chreyz[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-ta-kaiya-blaney-267392_small.jpg?1631024853[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=gold][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mansion Grounds
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry - Active Power: Flight[/center]
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OfAll -working through a headache at the very least- was trying to observe the battlefield as well as she could from this height -- there had to be something she could see, that she could put together... 

While nothing advantageous was jumping out at her, she did notice a couple of her teammates.

It seemed the crack that had rang out before was from Max's arm, given the look of it when he got up. OfAll noticed his face more; the pain in it beyond just physical.


She also noticed Edus; attention on his teammates more than that Toad guy. 
Natural as it was -nobody from the Mansion was fighting only for themselves, and there were different roles to play, maybe his was typically that of the healer- it stood out to OfAll somehow.


Then her attention was brought back to Nekra at her taunting words. 
[color=gold]"Errghhh!"[/color] She was hit again.

Well, flying did seem to offer her some advantage after all, as for the first time, a hit by Nekra hadn't sent OfAll on an unavoidable collision course with a solid surface, but this hardly gave OfAll a figurative lift. She still had no idea what to do.


[i]Now[/i] her attention was being taken by the feeling of being banged up and bruised.
And there was so much else going on -- the sounds of combat all around her, powers going off, 
the feeling of tension, emotions....


She heard a strange voice, saw Neil staring in Max's, but she wasn't sure what was said.


OfAll was good at focusing under pressure, thinking through stress.
She was [i]not[/i] good at doing these things amidst chaos. It was like encountering tree branches fallen over the tracks of her thoughts.
Or having to put out one fire after another without time between to figure out why they were igniting in the first place.


Wait a minute...OfAll [i]was[/i] seeing more fire ignite. Flames of eerie yet wonderful colours, 
emanating from Max!

Tombstones seemed to rise up in their wake.
What was this about?


Then she heard his voice loud and clear..
..and it [i]brought[/i] clarity.


Not about the tombstones, but this fight. This wasn't a large battle, these were [i]matches[/i].
A snippet of earlier conversation filtered back into OfAll's mind: [i]"...securing his spot in paradise..."[/i]

OfAll didn't know what was going on, yet conversely realized what was happening.
[color=gold]"I don't recognize this contest, either,"[/color] she stated in a bold voice, essentially echoing Max's sentiments.

Though just as she was saying this, a new sound rumbled forth almost over her words.
She looked around and saw yet more flames, this time in the shape of a bird and somehow [i]mingling[/i] with various plant life.
This time, it was all emanating from Marygold.


[color=gold]"[i]Phoenix...[/i]"[/color] OfAll spoke nearly inaudibly, processing what she was perceiving....