[ The woman dares to laugh as the beast changes direction, choosing neither of them in favor of the thicket of the city. Sharon races after, not quite as fast on her feet as Cecily. She focuses on forcing fire to appear ahead of the monster in a feeble attempt to guide it and refocus it but the fires appear and disappear feet behind it.
She either needs to change how she's thinking with her spells or it needs to slow the fuck down; either way, it's got to be stopped. She gathers fire in her palm, focusing it to grow as she keeps her legs pumping. ]
Trip it? [ She shout-asks as a plan option. A big beast goes down hard, after all, and something that size would take time getting back on its feet. ]
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She either needs to change how she's thinking with her spells or it needs to slow the fuck down; either way, it's got to be stopped. She gathers fire in her palm, focusing it to grow as she keeps her legs pumping. ]
Trip it? [ She shout-asks as a plan option. A big beast goes down hard, after all, and something that size would take time getting back on its feet. ]