AtomicNut

Magical Women - What happens when you hit 30? (Magical Girl Spoof)

@shagranoz Looks like Morgue girl found a bestie. Or an enemy.

Magical Women - What happens when you hit 30? (Magical Girl Spoof)

@RabidAnubis Well, I lowered mine to drive the point she was a bit of a runt, but i bumped it up again a couple of years.

Also welp, everyone is unmarried and childless. Guess being a former magical girl wrecks your social life regardless.

Dragon Ball: Galactic Survival

Satay

Satay

"I gazed unto the stars for wisdom. I found naught but darkness."

_Name

---

Satay

_AGE

---

?????? -Can't even remember

_GENDER

---

Female

_APPEARANCE

---

Satay, is bizarrely enough, a lithe, almost frail-seeming woman of elegance and flair. She usually dresses in elaborate and not really suited for battle clothes(not that she even cares, being instantly able to repair her clothes with Magic Materialization), with black and red dresses emblazoned in silver jewelry. She has auburn, well kept hair and her more outstanding features are haunting lavender eyes.

_RACE/ORIGIN

---

Name
Earthling

_{Power Level}

---

5 (suppressed). True(factoring in her magical power aswell): 135000

_PSYCHOLOGY

---

It is safe to say that Satay's personality is very much like the starry sky on a clear night. On the surface, of great beauty and peace, with spotless grace. Yet underneath the beautiful sight, it is a place full of darkness, cold like the deep vacuum of space, and as cruel as the fury of the heart of stars. Whatever she had of human feelings like charity or compassion, have been dried and frozen long ago. Satay is the only thing that matters to Satay now, and she is ever greedy of new knowledge and power. However, having been a leader once ago, she prefers to stay out of the limelight and be subtle, if only because it minimizes her chances of actually being put in serious harm. And of course, she knows better than to antagonize Frieza and people stronger than her.

_HISTORY

---

A long time ago, in a distant planet Earth, where men still warred war with swords of bronze, and the scriptures of men were in their infancy, an orphaned girl escaped with naught but tattered clothes and her life from an otherwise bloody war. Wandering for days, she found the base of the Korin Tower. The girl was quickly adopted by the tribe who dwelt in there, and it was soon clear that the girl had a talent for the occult and the spiritual, as well wisdom beyond her age. Yet, for all her boons, her heart had been shattered, and she always felt that she would never feel safe again. Spurred by the fear of the world she had wounded her that much, she pursued climbing the tower that stood proud among the tribe, perhaps, and only perhaps, a place where she could find peace would be found there.

Climbing was no small task, but she persevered, for she had endured many trials at a young age, enduring physical training was still better than dying in a senseless war, next to the parents she had lost ago. She became eventually one among few, and conquered the tower. She found completion. She found strenght and wisdom, as she learnt more about the nature of the world and her own power under the tutelage of the sage of the tower, but she didn't feel quite safe and at peace. It was not far enough, she wanted to go further away from the world. Detach herself from the world whom she had suffered the most. When she learnt about the existence of the Lookout, and the divine being that dwell on it.

However the Sage was not keen to teach her the way to climb to the lookout. Not that she needed to, as she figured out the Power Pole, the key component that joined both places, and created a facsimile with her magic. She was kicked out for her efforts. But she persevered repeated times, and eventually was allowed an audience with the current Kami. Granted, the being lamented she was a less than ideal successor, but his time was night, and her heart seemed to be in the right place, in the end. So she took the mantle of Earth's most powerful being and guardian, becoming the next Kami.

The following years turned decades, the decades turned centuries. While she did not shirk in her duties, maintaining the world's balance and offering a connection between this world and the next, a smidge of uneasiness still clung to her. While she was certain that given her position, she was as far as she could from the world's cruelty, she still felt threatened, deep in her soul. And one day, she turned her divine sight upon the stars.

And she despaired, for even the Kami of earth was insignificant before the monsters. In her panic, she decided upon a successor, and passed on the mantle of Kami to him, as she used all of her might to disappear far away among the stars. What followed was an epiphany of madness and luck, as she indeed found her worst fears coming true. However, a windfall came in the form of a certain mystical alien beverage that granted her eternal youth, and thus eliminated the need of eventually meeting the mortal coil due to age.

From that point on, she roamed the galaxy far and wide. Settled down at times. Became a beacon of hope even. But other times, she was a force of destruction, tearing everything in her path. And yet, ever pursuing safety, and more power in order to achieve to do so. The few humanity that was left in her eventually eroded away as memories became more confusing and apathy set in. Eventually, she was more of an automaton than an actual being.

But...then, a spark of interest appeared. The wake of destruction that the so-called Galactic Emperor was causing. One of the true monsters of the cosmos. The allure of his destruction was intoxicating in Satay's mind, and she was drawn to the PTO like a moth to a flame. In her maddened mind, she figured out that Lord Frieza's monstrous strenght would probably have an effect of making her even stronger in the long run.

_ASPECTS

---

Magic: Satay's first and for a time, her most distinctive talent. She is a sorceress of great power, able to perform things like creating clothes as easy as she breathes. Magic is distinctively different from Ki, and is more clumsy to wield in combat, requiring more preparation and concentration, so she tends to employ supportive abilities (such as Magic Materialization, Crystal Ball seeing, and Transformation), rather than direct approaches. Satay can also feel magic in the vicinity and get a rough idea of intensity and origin, but it doesn't reach much farther than line of sight. Crystal Ball can get around the limitation, however.

Eternal youth: Kinda the reason why she ended like this. Doesn't mean she is immortal though.

Guardian Ki Sense: Having been a Guardian of the Earth, Satay's Ki sensing ability is among the best, as well her ability to control her level flawlessly. With preparation and a mystical place like the Lookout was, Satay is able to gaze upon the lives of an entire world. However, if she concentrates that much, she will be wide open.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

---

Flowing Mist Lotus: A really ancient martial arts style, that the Earthlings have all but forgotten about. It is similar to some stances of Kung Fu, and employs noncommitted attacks and redirection of hits. It also involves turning an opponent's attack against their own. Due to its lack of direct hard hits, Flowing Mist Lotus emphasizes long range ki attacks when powerful moves are needed.

• Flowing Blood Lotus: A forbidden technique of the same school, it employs not ki, but the lifeforce of a being to use techniques. The yield is much greater than ki, but the price is steep. Each second this technique is used, a year of lifespan is shaved off. For Satay, this is a temporal setback as she can regain her lost youth over time, but anything over 45 seconds will put her at death's door.

Sorceress of the Time Abyss. Satay has an eclectic knowledge of obscure, arcane knowledge, and she does not hesitate to put it into practice. This also includes the ability and skills to heal and mend herself and others, if only because that increases survability, but she knows of old and ancient forbidden magics. She even knows how to bring a dead person to life for one day, but she can only bring one per month (unless using Hell Gate), and can't be more powerful than her.

• Homunculus Creation: By employing her flesh and magic, Satay can create flawed copies of herself. The amount of flesh, number and effort determine the power these copies have, but they are always pale shadows of the original.
• Empress of Thunder: A trap-like magic and ki combined attack that requires an hour or more to build up, it is an effective way to deliver heavy blows with small ki expenditure by controlling the thunderbolts of a massive thunderstorm (Creating the thunderstorm in first place is what makes this technique so long to deploy). One of Satay's favorite techniques as a kami.

Hell Gate: Satay's ultimate magic, Hell Gate creates a temporary opening between the living universe and the Otherworld, thus giving fallen warriors a chance to jump back into the fray. She can't control what comes out, though. It is also costly, requires Satay to be immobile, and she can't cast it more often than a month.

_EQUIPMENT

---

Crystal Ball: Can see things far away. Can even see Space Channel 5 if she focuses long enough.
Scouter, Green: She just keeps it to hear Frieza's voice.

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

---

Frieza | Fangirl
Nuff said.

Glaceo| Boss
Satay treats Glaceo half of the time with respect, and the other half with amusement, appearing to seek the balance between effectiveness and cheekyness, as she would rather be sidelined as a quirky trooper than becoming one of his vanguards. She still offers him her luxury tea and biscuits, however.
Arkos| Comrade-In-Arms?
Other than being a monkeyman and a stud, Satay doesn't have an impression on the man. Well, maybe that he might have some more brain than most muscleheads. She finds his pretension to be detached and professional a bit of a stick in the mud.
Rutaba| Girl-Pal??
One of the only other female humanoid troopers among Glaceo's crew, Satay actually takes attention on Rutaba's progress more than many others. After all she would look lovely in a maid dress.

change log

2018/03/06 - Added relations and clarified magic sensing extent.
2018/04/09 - Fleshed out some magic and Ki techniques.

Magical Women - What happens when you hit 30? (Magical Girl Spoof)

@AtomicNut Good! Depressive Alcoholism incarnate 1!
@Rune_Alchemist Good! Corporate Slave 1!

@RabidAnubis

Note that i can actually change it for a cop/ICU medic if need be.

Magical Women - What happens when you hit 30? (Magical Girl Spoof)

The Case of Lucy Galbrett, age 32

---

Lucy Galbrett was always a girl with a keen sense of justice, born to a household where daddy was a police officer. A sort of a runt of the group, she had issues with her confidence and an habit to follow the lead of more proactive types. She was more a support character than a frontline fighter due to healing abilities. After everything was said and done, Lucy resumed her life and tried to chase her father's exploits in lawkeeping. Having been a healer in a team of magical girls, both callings intertwined in a rather ... peculiar manner. She decided to become a forensic pathologist, rather than a policeman, and sought to study that field. There isn't a day where she regrets her decision. Forensic staff aren't popular. They're shown the cruel side that the world is often blissfully unaware, and they have to perform their duties admirably. So, she is still unmarried and childless at her age, much to the chagrin of others. Almost all her ties to her fellow magical girls have burned and crashed, after telling them in no uncertain terms to zip it, children raising woes cannot even begin to compare to seeing a serial killer running rampant during a particularly hard investigation. She hits the bottle more than she should and her patience with fools has wore really thin outside her job.

TLDR: Cure Kid becomes Morgue Dweller.

Magical Women - What happens when you hit 30? (Magical Girl Spoof)

Mmm, this could be a thing.

Dragon Ball: Galactic Survival

Ok, Since the scales lean in favour of the rebels now, Imma do an alternative to Gelat.

Satay

"I gazed unto the stars for wisdom. I found naught but darkness."

_Name

---

Satay

_AGE

---

?????? -Can't even remember

_GENDER

---

Female

_APPEARANCE

---

Satay, is bizarrely enough, a lithe, almost frail-seeming woman of elegance and flair. She usually dresses in elaborate and not really suited for battle clothes(not that she even cares, being instantly able to repair her clothes with Magic Materialization), with black and red dresses emblazoned in silver jewelry. She has auburn, well kept hair and her more outstanding features are haunting lavender eyes.

_RACE/ORIGIN

---

Name
Earthling

_{Power Level}

---

5 (suppressed). True(factoring in her magical power aswell): 135000

_PSYCHOLOGY

---

It is safe to say that Satay's personality is very much like the starry sky on a clear night. On the surface, of great beauty and peace, with spotless grace. Yet underneath the beautiful sight, it is a place full of darkness, cold like the deep vacuum of space, and as cruel as the fury of the heart of stars. Whatever she had of human feelings like charity or compassion, have been dried and frozen long ago. Satay is the only thing that matters to Satay now, and she is ever greedy of new knowledge and power. However, having been a leader once ago, she prefers to stay out of the limelight and be subtle, if only because it minimizes her chances of actually being put in serious harm. And of course, she knows better than to antagonize Frieza and people stronger than her.

_HISTORY

---

A long time ago, in a distant planet Earth, where men still warred war with swords of bronze, and the scriptures of men were in their infancy, an orphaned girl escaped with naught but tattered clothes and her life from an otherwise bloody war. Wandering for days, she found the base of the Korin Tower. The girl was quickly adopted by the tribe who dwelt in there, and it was soon clear that the girl had a talent for the occult and the spiritual, as well wisdom beyond her age. Yet, for all her boons, her heart had been shattered, and she always felt that she would never feel safe again. Spurred by the fear of the world she had wounded her that much, she pursued climbing the tower that stood proud among the tribe, perhaps, and only perhaps, a place where she could find peace would be found there.

Climbing was no small task, but she persevered, for she had endured many trials at a young age, enduring physical training was still better than dying in a senseless war, next to the parents she had lost ago. She became eventually one among few, and conquered the tower. She found completion. She found strenght and wisdom, as she learnt more about the nature of the world and her own power under the tutelage of the sage of the tower, but she didn't feel quite safe and at peace. It was not far enough, she wanted to go further away from the world. Detach herself from the world whom she had suffered the most. When she learnt about the existence of the Lookout, and the divine being that dwell on it.

However the Sage was not keen to teach her the way to climb to the lookout. Not that she needed to, as she figured out the Power Pole, the key component that joined both places, and created a facsimile with her magic. She was kicked out for her efforts. But she persevered repeated times, and eventually was allowed an audience with the current Kami. Granted, the being lamented she was a less than ideal successor, but his time was night, and her heart seemed to be in the right place, in the end. So she took the mantle of Earth's most powerful being and guardian, becoming the next Kami.

The following years turned decades, the decades turned centuries. While she did not shirk in her duties, maintaining the world's balance and offering a connection between this world and the next, a smidge of uneasiness still clung to her. While she was certain that given her position, she was as far as she could from the world's cruelty, she still felt threatened, deep in her soul. And one day, she turned her divine sight upon the stars.

And she despaired, for even the Kami of earth was insignificant before the monsters. In her panic, she decided upon a successor, and passed on the mantle of Kami to him, as she used all of her might to disappear far away among the stars. What followed was an epiphany of madness and luck, as she indeed found her worst fears coming true. However, a windfall came in the form of a certain mystical alien beverage that granted her eternal youth, and thus eliminated the need of eventually meeting the mortal coil due to age.

From that point on, she roamed the galaxy far and wide. Settled down at times. Became a beacon of hope even. But other times, she was a force of destruction, tearing everything in her path. And yet, ever pursuing safety, and more power in order to achieve to do so. The few humanity that was left in her eventually eroded away as memories became more confusing and apathy set in. Eventually, she was more of an automaton than an actual being.

But...then, a spark of interest appeared. The wake of destruction that the so-called Galactic Emperor was causing. One of the true monsters of the cosmos. The allure of his destruction was intoxicating in Satay's mind, and she was drawn to the PTO like a moth to a flame. In her maddened mind, she figured out that Lord Frieza's monstrous strenght would probably have an effect of making her even stronger in the long run.

_ASPECTS

---

Magic: Satay's first and for a time, her most distinctive talent. She is a sorceress of great power, able to perform things like creating clothes as easy as she breathes. Magic is distinctively different from Ki, and is more clumsy to wield in combat, requiring more preparation and concentration, so she tends to employ supportive abilities (such as Magic Materialization, Crystal Ball seeing, and Transformation), rather than direct approaches. Satay can also feel magic in the vicinity and get a rough idea of intensity and origin, but it doesn't reach much farther than line of sight. Crystal Ball can get around the limitation, however.

Eternal youth: Kinda the reason why she ended like this. Doesn't mean she is immortal though.

Guardian Ki Sense: Having been a Guardian of the Earth, Satay's Ki sensing ability is among the best, as well her ability to control her level flawlessly. With preparation and a mystical place like the Lookout was, Satay is able to gaze upon the lives of an entire world. However, if she concentrates that much, she will be wide open.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

---

Flowing Mist Lotus: A really ancient martial arts style, that the Earthlings have all but forgotten about. It is similar to some stances of Kung Fu, and employs noncommitted attacks and redirection of hits. It also involves turning an opponent's attack against their own. Due to its lack of direct hard hits, Flowing Mist Lotus emphasizes long range ki attacks when powerful moves are needed.

Sorceress of the Time Abyss. Satay has an eclectic knowledge of obscure, arcane knowledge, and she does not hesitate to put it into practice. This also includes the ability and skills to heal and mend herself and others, if only because that increases survability, but she knows of old and ancient forbidden magics. She even knows how to bring a dead person to life for one day, but she can only bring one per month (unless using Hell Gate), and can't be more powerful than her.

Hell Gate: Satay's ultimate magic, Hell Gate creates a temporary opening between the living universe and the Otherworld, thus giving fallen warriors a chance to jump back into the fray. She can't control what comes out, though. It is also costly, requires Satay to be immobile, and she can't cast it more often than a month.

_EQUIPMENT

---

Crystal Ball: Can see things far away. Can even see Space Channel 5 if she focuses long enough.
Scouter, Green: She just keeps it to hear Frieza's voice.

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

---

Frieza | Fangirl
Nuff said.

Glaceo| Boss
Satay treats Glaceo half of the time with respect, and the other half with amusement, appearing to seek the balance between effectiveness and cheekyness, as she would rather be sidelined as a quirky trooper than becoming one of his vanguards. She still offers him her luxury tea and biscuits, however.
Arkos| Comrade-In-Arms?
Other than being a monkeyman and a stud, Satay doesn't have an impression on the man. Well, maybe that he might have some more brain than most muscleheads. She finds his pretension to be detached and professional a bit of a stick in the mud.
Rutaba| Girl-Pal??
One of the only other female humanoid troopers among Glaceo's crew, Satay actually takes attention on Rutaba's progress more than many others. After all she would look lovely in a maid dress.

change log

2018/03/06 - Added relations and clarified magic sensing extent.

Dragon Ball: Galactic Survival

-VOID-

Hider

Gelat

"Play nice! Eat your vegetables! Don't destroy more planets!"

_NAME

---

Gelat

_AGE

---

25

_GENDER

---

Male

_APPEARANCE

---

Gelat is a rather broad and tall man, a fine example of his race. He has a very massive and muscled constitution, barely constrained by the uniform he usually wears. He has a pronounced squint and a massive jaw, and his head is crowned by a mop of shortly shorn red hair.

_RACE/ORIGIN

---

Name
Recoome's Race

_{Power Level}

---

Suppressed: 1000
True: 110000

_PSYCHOLOGY

---

Gelat is extroverted and loud, most of the time talking without filter, brimming with a sense of pride and honesty. Always preaching the ways of Peace, Order, the Galactic Patrol and Banana Splits, he is a vocal and fierce opposser of evildoers, tyrants, crooks and Parfait lovers. Turning a leaf over the servitude of his race to the PTO, Gelat works hard and constantly towards a better world, and he has near bombproof optimism. Quick to forgive and with a short bar with laughter, he is fond of flair and heroic monologues as well.

Yet, behind all the glorious sunshine of love and peace, Gelat is more than what it seems. In the few occasions his temper has been tested, his foes have known how deep and persistent can a fist of Justice and Peace can be. He does not gloat. He does not toy. He simply does what he needs to do.

_HISTORY

---

Long story short, Gelat was born in a rather middle class family of his planet. His father used to be an unlicensed dentist who operated with his fists, and helped the jolly good lot of the PTO get a new planet full of teeth to extract. His mother, well, was a bit different. She simply was a bit of a space pirate.

Actually, both met during PTO expeditions. Who said that planet busting could not create bonds?

So enter little Gelat, eldest of three. A bit of a weird kid, really. From a tender age, he had weird fancies. He wished to be the shining hero of the history, beating evil conquerors and whatnot. His friends thought he was weird for playing the stupid gullible fool guy. So he ended up being the one usually losing the games. He didn't care, because heroes were the coolest.

Of course with such a cheesebrain for son, his parents soon sent him into a stern education (read: the saiyan way of conscripting kid soldiers) to not incite the ire of the Emperor. Gelat, well, just took the hit in stride. And at the first mission, he deserted. Of course, he was badly afflicted with a bad case of nearly dying, if not for a random green man who touched him in weird places and made him feel warm and fuzzy.

A namekian healed him, and brought the young soldier to safety. He explained he was a Galactic Patroller and he was on a mission. And immediatedly Gelat didn't let go of the stranger. Of course, he was lucky, the Galactic Patrol was always looking for able bodied recruits. He trained under the namekian who brought him into the fold, and from that man he learned the secrets of Ki sensing and control. Also an amazingly rich vocabulary of namekian curses and insults, but that is beside the point.

Being considered a super elite in training, Gelat performed admirably in his first few missions. Namely beating the bad guys, and running away to do paperwork before the even worse bad guys appeared. Piece of cake, really. Until the Geald-87 incident.

6 Patrolment went into a planet. What came out of it was an asteroid belt, a cargo container of radiactive teddy bears, and one survivor who had multiplied his strength by 5 due to the ordeals suffered in the planet. Gelat himself. Wanting to wash out his failure and eager to not appear in HQ for a while, he decided to do what he was not supposed to do. Mess with the Planet Trade Organization.

_ASPECTS

---

Titanic endurance: Gelat, like the fellow member of his race, has an impressive durability and stamina, that could make a Saiyan blush. In fact it's much easier to destroy everything that he wears (except his legendary underwear) and his surroundings than him.

Ki Sense Mastery: Gelat, being a member of the Galactic Patrol, has met peaceful races of all ways of living. One of such was namekians, who after a lot of talking coaxing, and no small amount of luxury mineral water, trained him into the ways of channelling one's inner energies (and control power level at will) and the ability to sense ki without a scouter. He even, like namekians, can feel evil ki, although he isn't as precise as the slug people, meaning he can only sense strong evil intentions.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

---

Power Wrestling: The traditional fighting of his race, it emphasizes strong, powerful strikes, and a lot of body contact without much finesse. Also dramatic poses and shouting your attacks loud, but this part can be skipped. Ki blasts are present, but they are usually employed as battle finishers and are slow to execute, but they seriously hurt.

Detective:Despite being a shouty brawn of muscle mass, Gelat is far more perceptive than one could imagine, and can connect the dots fairly quickly as well as track people across space quite easily.

_EQUIPMENT

---

Galactic Patrol Armor: Standard issue. Cheap copy of PTO armor. Breaks whenever Gelat powers up beyond 3000. Except his Galactic Patrol stamped pair of boxers.

Galactic Patrol Standard Issue Pistol: Can wound...sometimes. To be fair it's better used as a throwing projectile than a pistol.

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

---

Name | Relationship
Text. Copy as needed.

Name | Relationship
Text. Copy as needed.

The Empty Throne: War in the Broken Lands

Erik Runecarver was moved very little by the trading of barbs and speeches, as he kept a stoic demeanor through the exchanges. Tension did build up eventually, and in the end the Jarl was tightening his hands into fists, as he restrained his temper upon the display. Such was the way of Northerners, half blind by blood and pride to see what was set upon them. Definitely, Daigon's standoffish attidude did not help at all. The Coward might have been good at strategies, but like many foolish men, he could not resist the temptation to trade barbs should people show vindictiviness towards him.

And, with his moniker, what else could be expected? His eyes wandered over the display of Varvudda clansmen and those in his sphere of influence, after lingering for a bit on the stance of the Broken Hammer and associates. Damned pride. He eyed Erlendr, which was growing a little too comfortable already with his new role. But his words were true to an extent. The Moot was divided, and clans were leaving, so he coughed a little. One last thing could be done, on his part to sway the opinion.

"Jarl Erlendr. You shall have my support, but you would do well to remember that no one came to this moot to be insulted. The north clans have reasons for their reticence, and Varvudda prefers to pay in blood than in gold." He paused briefly, trying let such a statement sink before continuing. "However, for those who do not see reason to come in aid, I shall add yet another one. The weapons of the Vault of Secrets will be given to all clans that participate in this joint effort." Erik said eyeing the Witch Queen, his supporter in the shadow, a subtle nod confirming his stance.

"Ichor-forged steel, of the finest quality and craftmanship." He added, his eyes scanning the room. Maybe the big clans would not be impressed, but perhaps he could yank a few of the small ones, when offered a weapon that was closer to relics of the Ancients than proper tools of war.

Eil Orliad: The Forgotten Prophecy

Scarlet

@Rekaigan

The Witch of Cinders looked nonplussed by the latest series of developments. She had followed the scholars and their employer's farce without much quip on her part. Hugging her shoulders, she took a good look at the Obelisk once more. Should've destroyed that thing, it was foul, her draconic instincts told her, as she eyed the situation with apparently dispassionate behaviour. She however, had taken care to gravitate towards those worthy of her companionship, and that had desirable traits to her eye.

That little elven lady was a feast for the eyes, wasn't she? But to cater one's whims was second to survival, in any case. There would be catchup time later on. However, the Sage of the Forest was close enough to overhear the Witch's small, teeth-clenched remark.

"A geis or a curse. I am most wroth." The witch half sneered when she said that. Beneath her haughty attitude and apparent disinterest, a cauldron of rage was once again bubbling underneath. And when the creatures and wretched remains of other adventurers appeared... she could only thing of them as fuel. One hand reached her face, obscuring her features, and her ghastly sneer as she begun to chant. For a split-second, her green eyes seemed...different, golden and monstruous. Flames coarsed through her other hand, as arcane words were chanted, and in a mighty throw, she slung the flame spear into the swarm above their heads.

BURN YOU WRETCH She said as she set the swarm ablaze, taking advantadge of the higher flammability of the bugs wings, scattered and mixed with air. Just like small twigs or hay that burnt in a flash. But she wasn't done.HOTTER. UNTIL BONE BECOMES ASH. UNTIL IRON WARPS. UNTIL STONES CRACKS. YOU SHALL PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. She thought to herself, as she manipulated the deflagration into something far more intense, the flames changing color and becoming bluer by moments, massive chunks of air being drawn to the flame. And then it stopped, the flames becoming a normal color, as Scarlet regained her wits. If she kept the full force of the flames, the cavern might be left without air. She instead chose to cast more fire lances, to keep stragglers at bay, trying to carve a path towards the exit.