[ There's a brief temptation to stay in the center, to see just how hot his fire burns, but instead Poesia jumps forward, just as the silky fire reaches the center and explodes upwards in a beautiful rush.
Heat at her back, prey to her front and she'll be ready for any attack of the bladed staff, grabbing for the hilt where staff meets blade. ]
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Heat at her back, prey to her front and she'll be ready for any attack of the bladed staff, grabbing for the hilt where staff meets blade. ]