[ He thinks it's recognition, that light in her eyes when he brings up the barrier, but it's difficult to tell in the moment. His posture does, as expected, ease a little out of its defensive closure, and she even gives him space.
The next sweep of his staff is not immediately obvious until firelight underfoot catches her attention. Fiery runic inscription flares up in a circle around her, and fire begins to ripple like silk, streaming in for that centre.
It's a dangerous spell for a sparring match, if she isn't quick enough to move. ]
[ 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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The next sweep of his staff is not immediately obvious until firelight underfoot catches her attention. Fiery runic inscription flares up in a circle around her, and fire begins to ripple like silk, streaming in for that centre.
It's a dangerous spell for a sparring match, if she isn't quick enough to move. ]
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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. ]