[Note that she backs up as soon as she sees one of the Varren approach the lure. Caedra knows the exact radius of the explosion she intends to set off and given her recently-obtained vulnerability to all sorts of things she's fairly sure the fire could kill her just as easily as anyone else here. If Law wants to get himself vaporized then that's on him.
How dumb are these things anyway? She's not sure so she recasts the child's image, now just out of reach of the creature. And while it sits there stationary - animation is just too much work - she gestures again with her rapier and mutters a phrase quietly in her proper tongue, replicating a scent these creatures are likely familiar with, one she knows all too well even though most humans can't even detect it. Fear.
It drives the alien dog wild, as it snarls and growls, and out from the cave pour another six of the things as the first one dives toward the illusion and gets a mouthful of soil. Caedra laughs at its blunder and waves, and the whole pack rears their heads, drooling with anticipation. They charge forward. She waits a few seconds to make sure they've all emerged from the cave.
Before they can split up and try to flank her, she whips her rapier straight up into the air and traces symbols that light up with green flame in its wake. The Varren stop dead in their tracks, transfixed by the light, watching Caedra's every movement as if they had suddenly become a trained army waiting on a command, unaware they're only waiting on execution.]
Nice, got them all! Did you see how hard that one hit the ground? It probably broke a tooth.
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[Note that she backs up as soon as she sees one of the Varren approach the lure. Caedra knows the exact radius of the explosion she intends to set off and given her recently-obtained vulnerability to all sorts of things she's fairly sure the fire could kill her just as easily as anyone else here. If Law wants to get himself vaporized then that's on him.
How dumb are these things anyway? She's not sure so she recasts the child's image, now just out of reach of the creature. And while it sits there stationary - animation is just too much work - she gestures again with her rapier and mutters a phrase quietly in her proper tongue, replicating a scent these creatures are likely familiar with, one she knows all too well even though most humans can't even detect it. Fear.
It drives the alien dog wild, as it snarls and growls, and out from the cave pour another six of the things as the first one dives toward the illusion and gets a mouthful of soil. Caedra laughs at its blunder and waves, and the whole pack rears their heads, drooling with anticipation. They charge forward. She waits a few seconds to make sure they've all emerged from the cave.
Before they can split up and try to flank her, she whips her rapier straight up into the air and traces symbols that light up with green flame in its wake. The Varren stop dead in their tracks, transfixed by the light, watching Caedra's every movement as if they had suddenly become a trained army waiting on a command, unaware they're only waiting on execution.]
Nice, got them all! Did you see how hard that one hit the ground? It probably broke a tooth.