[center][h1][color=f26522]Carnatia de Luson[/color][/h1][/center]
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As Carnatia recited the verses Gray Flame uttered, fire appeared in her right hand. It was a pleasant feeling—at least at first—what was a warm and comforting sensation upon her palm turned to blazing agony soon enough as the fire burned wildly, engulfing her palm. She flinched and gritted her teeth.

[color=f26522][i]'Sir Gray did at least give out a warning this time...'[/i][/color] she thought sardonically.

[quote]"Steady," murmured the masked elf as she squeezed her left hand. The fire was warm again like there was a translucent barrier insulating her palm from the burning flame. However, true to his warning earlier, the mysterious power quickly drained her and the longer the fire remained, the more she felt like she was steaming from the inside.  

"You are trying to invoke the power of those you never knew before," warned Gray Flame. "And without my barrier, that might hurt you. But my power can only bargain, not to repel this grace. So while the grace still tolerates you, you must pick those you deem worthy and give them the light. That would help them defeat the phantoms." 

After saying that, the fire on Carnathia's hand swirled and concentrated on her palm before refining itself into a radiant glow. Gray Flame released his grip on her other hand and exclaimed.

"Go! Before you burn yourself!" [/quote]

As the pain receded she nodded. She would rather him explain a bit more about exactly what this would do so she could make a correct judgment of who 'the worthy one' was. But she supposed she had no choice now.

Gray Flame bestowed it to Roxas, as for the rest...

Carnatia briefly remembered the flashes of image her skill briefly showed her as a warning. Images of a horrific battlefield. Most of the people still trapped had either a military background or the bearings of one who had served in the army she often found on knights who had served formally in Westernant's army. And thus, hopefully, would be more used to the sight. The one who had the highest chance of being affected the most by such sights were...

She ran toward Fia, and following what Gray Flame had done, she grasped Fia's hand with her right, now glowing with radiant white light. As it was with Roxas, the light enveloped Fia, clinging to her.

[@Mas Bagus][@Randomness]