[member="Morna Imura"]
Apparently the boy had not learned from earlier. Mierin would not be touched by the fire, at least not again. As soon as the lightning ceased, and as soon as her keen yellow eyes saw his fingers raise, she dropped her lightsaber. The blade deactivated almost immediately, and her palm swept up from its grip, opening to once again form a bubble of the force around her.
This time she did not close her eyes, yet she used all of her concentration into maintaining the shield. The bubble sizzled and hissed and seemingly burned, but the Sith Master poured in all of her strength, all of her power into the protection. For she knew if she dropped it, she would be burnt to a crisp. As the flames encircled her in a horrifying tornado of death a small bit of blood leaked from Mierins nose, the power of the darkside ravaging her body as the flames ravaged her shield.
Power built within her, strength building like a capacitor as the bubble held firmly against the dense heat.
It built and built, stacking to ever greater heights until finally, she released it. Within almost nanosecond intervals Mierin released the wave and sundered the shield. The force bursting out from her and dispelling the flames, throwing them away from her. The instant the fire dashed away something sprang from her shoulder.
The Hydra Staff, living and breathing as it was bound towards Morna, spitting from all five heads and snapping its jaws as it flew towards him.
Apparently the boy had not learned from earlier. Mierin would not be touched by the fire, at least not again. As soon as the lightning ceased, and as soon as her keen yellow eyes saw his fingers raise, she dropped her lightsaber. The blade deactivated almost immediately, and her palm swept up from its grip, opening to once again form a bubble of the force around her.
This time she did not close her eyes, yet she used all of her concentration into maintaining the shield. The bubble sizzled and hissed and seemingly burned, but the Sith Master poured in all of her strength, all of her power into the protection. For she knew if she dropped it, she would be burnt to a crisp. As the flames encircled her in a horrifying tornado of death a small bit of blood leaked from Mierins nose, the power of the darkside ravaging her body as the flames ravaged her shield.
Power built within her, strength building like a capacitor as the bubble held firmly against the dense heat.
It built and built, stacking to ever greater heights until finally, she released it. Within almost nanosecond intervals Mierin released the wave and sundered the shield. The force bursting out from her and dispelling the flames, throwing them away from her. The instant the fire dashed away something sprang from her shoulder.
The Hydra Staff, living and breathing as it was bound towards Morna, spitting from all five heads and snapping its jaws as it flew towards him.