Heather was almost about to pass out when the one she recognized put up a metal rod. Nodding her understanding she moved toward it and when she was sure they were all far enough let loose the electricity.  Sparks flew, gravitating to the poll as it sucked it to the ground.  She wasnâ€™t sure how long it lasted but when she was done she collapsed to the ground. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were closed but she was conscious. A few sparks still surrounded her but not as badly as before, and they like her large electric discharge went to the poll still imbedded in the earth.  Opening her eyes she looked to the one that helped her and said, â€œThank you.â€ She smiled as best she could as she raised herself on an elbow while her other hand helped out steady her out.<br/><br/>â€œYou can have your poll back, I do not want you to hurt yourself anymore on my account.â€ She said shaking her head to ward off the still present headache and fuzziness. It would take a while before she was back to tip top shape. Lifting herself to her knees she looked at her gloves and groaned taking them off one by one. They had melted at her touch, she was sure her phone was fried too. Taking it out of her pocket she threw it to the ground along with her discarded gloves. They had been her favorite bicker gloves. There were little holes here and there in her clothing but she was lucky enough this time to not have them show any part of her body she would have to deck a guy if they looked.<br/><br/>â€œRemind me to buy you a drink sometime.â€ She said falling backward once more. So much for her staying on her knees, it was a record though, she hadnâ€™t been able to do that for a while after a purge.