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Nabi could see the fragments of pottery moving and shifting about in the wraith's assumed form, but initially did not expect the wraith's attempt to hurl the fragments physically from its 'body' until almost too late. Instinctively, Nabi slashed with her main gauche at the fragment that had been thrown at her, and the blade connected with a resounding [i]crack[/i], shattering the fragment of pottery into little more than powdery residue, which fell to the floor, harmless. Meanwhile, out of the corner of her eye, Nabi noticed one of the humans - the elder - had begun tangling with two of the corpse-men that had been making their way down the stairs, followed by what was, for all intents and purposes, a living blanket. Nabi snarled with irritation... this little escapade with quasi-incorporeal creatures was already becoming slightly tiresome, and a living [i]blanket[/i] was only adding to the frustration - she was far more capable against flesh-and-blood foes-

"Burn it."

The human's words - perhaps more of a command than he potentially meant them to be - were enough to snap Nabi out of her rising anger and temptation to use her sabre as a bludgeon against this collection of dinner plates and flowerpot sherds. Nabi nodded to the younger human, who seemed intent on continuing to fight the pottery-wraith, and uttered [b][color=000000]"Smash this one to pieces, I'll deal with the bundle of blankets."[/color][/b] before once again switching her sabre to her slightly-encumbered-but-still-able-to-grip left hand, and began recanting and tracing the runes of the spell she had already used to deadly effect - and with any luck, she'd be able to catch one of the ghouls in the flames as well, lessening the burden on the human - though he probably already had the situation with the ghouls well under control. No sooner had she finished, than another torrent of [abbr=with the same almost-imperceptible black sheen]magical flame[/abbr] erupted from Nabi's outstretched palm, roaring its way rapidly towards the bundle of blankets that was flopping its way down the stairs. In the back of Nabi's mind, anger bubbled away, and another snarl - of rage this time - escaped from her lips as she focused her energies towards the blankets. Any damage to Lady Bor's property be damned at this point - it was kill or be killed!