"Ah, fuck." Aya said with an annoyed sigh as a wall sprung up on either side of her. If she had been moving just a little faster, or slower, she could have been in on the action.<br/><br/>Her eyes went to Aidan, who seemed to be doing quite well for himself. But she couldn't exactly help him burrow, nor did she particularly feel like undermining his work by simply destroying the magical barrier.<br/><br/>While she did lament all the killing she was currently unable to engage in, she began to focus on some helpful spellcasting. Her eyes glazed over faintly as she began to chant in draconic. Her hands worked in long, sweeping motions, drawing runes of arcane strength that only she could see, calling upon one of her niftier spells to give her, and the entire party, a boost to help in the battle already raging around the slender elf.<br/><br/>((Haste, mothahfuckah.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>