[ Fortunately for Aisha, Alice very light -- a little too light. The slip of a girl says nothing in response, but focuses her sights ahead. She won't let them know how much fire frightens her, as her body begins to tense up. The ghostflower comb in her hair, Alice draws her focus on whatever these creatures are. They would be absurd enough to be something out of Wonderland, wouldn't they?
Quietly, Alice began to hone in on that, wondering what sort of thing she could pull out of Wonderland directly to scare them off or drop a powerful illusion enough to render them vulnerable in fear. Really, Alice can think of one thing and one thing only that would really strike fear into them.
There is no incantation for her comb's magic, it's silent and creeps up as soon as Alice focuses on the illusion, drawing from her mind and ever-present hallucinations. ]
If you're all so eager to die, let me help you.
[ It was the first thing she said in a few hours; Alice was still abnormally withdrawn for various reasons. The dark illusion began to form, coming from darkness that Alice began to cloak over them. All she had to do was concentrate hard enough, and the illusion slowly started to take shape, pulling them into what may as well be look like flesh. It would contort and twist, as if it had its own heartbeat, eyes shifting and boring onto them as Alice would not break eye contact from her target.
Come closer, I dare you. But the illusion, as quick as it was cast onto them, was already starting to frighten them away. Frantic screeching as Alice pushed the illusion further, willing to push her mana to greater limits.
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Quietly, Alice began to hone in on that, wondering what sort of thing she could pull out of Wonderland directly to scare them off or drop a powerful illusion enough to render them vulnerable in fear. Really, Alice can think of one thing and one thing only that would really strike fear into them.
There is no incantation for her comb's magic, it's silent and creeps up as soon as Alice focuses on the illusion, drawing from her mind and ever-present hallucinations. ]
If you're all so eager to die, let me help you.
[ It was the first thing she said in a few hours; Alice was still abnormally withdrawn for various reasons. The dark illusion began to form, coming from darkness that Alice began to cloak over them. All she had to do was concentrate hard enough, and the illusion slowly started to take shape, pulling them into what may as well be look like flesh. It would contort and twist, as if it had its own heartbeat, eyes shifting and boring onto them as Alice would not break eye contact from her target.
Come closer, I dare you. But the illusion, as quick as it was cast onto them, was already starting to frighten them away. Frantic screeching as Alice pushed the illusion further, willing to push her mana to greater limits.