<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/Wild_Heart.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/TqFBCOC.jpg)</div><strong>Canticle of Universal Harmony</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pVvl616Dk4SatgHZfgCxQwdjl3HS8NZTlF8jDehN0sU/edit)<br/><strong>Wild Heart</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PuOoLAzftVeI9-B_pX5av5C-Hnyeo8LindJvfbDJtbA/edit)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Canticle's Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Canticle's Active Charms<br/>Durability of Oak/Iron Kettle Body (6m)<br/><br/>Anima Display: 21<br/><br/>Parry/Dodge DV   (4/8) 3/7<br/>Soak:  <br/>Bashing      12<br/>Lethal      10<br/>Aggravated   9</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wild Heart's Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Affinity Fire Control (5m)<br/>Landscape Travel (5m)<br/>Sheathing the Material Form (6m)<br/><br/>Parry/Dodge DV   (5/7) --/-- Grappled!<br/>Soak:  <br/>Bashing      18<br/>Lethal      8<br/>Aggravated   7</div></div><br/><br/>The sorceress, clad now in iron, stepped forward beneath and to the left of the elemental coursing through the air.  The tattoo of the slaver's guild enameled on her right shoulder as she raised it.<em><strong>Chase her, she runs, chase her into escaping to the nets.</strong></em>The tornado of essence followed her, dropping the temperature dangerously, bearing snowflakes that were palm sized and ice-shard piercing. A flick of her wrist found an eight inch blade of rusty iron coursing through the air at Wild's left shoulder.<br/><br/>The green girl planted her right foot in the air and stepped back with her left to try and evade the the attack.  Burnished cooper hair ascribed an arc around behind her.  Wild Heart's wrist came up in a circular motion, knocking the dagger further out of line.<br/><br/>Two more steps and a black iron chain spike flings high arcing from left to right to wrap the flame duck, or drive it to the trees.<em><strong>Here birdie, birdie.</strong></em>The vicious grin growing wider and more fanatic by the moment. Every step bringing her closer, every dodge prepping her for capture. (<br/><br/>Wild Heart leaped into a diving roll.  She just barely managed to clear the chain.  One of the spikes tore little rents into her black leather top.<br/><br/>The flame duck shoulder rolled over the road.  She left trails of flickering flames where her essence provided a surface on which to run.)  A trill of laughter escaped the sorceress as she closed her trap.  The chest panel opened as a rusty iron net sprang forth opening to encapsulate the woman rolling on air that is only solid for her.<br/><br/>The green girl shrieked, eyes going wide, as she came up into the embrace of the net.  In a desperate gambit to escape she fired a burst of plasma into the center of the net and dove through the hole.  One arm got through, and her head as well, but the net cinched tight over the other shoulder.  Wild heart yelped, outfit getting a bit more scored from the iron spikes inside the net.  She whimpered and thrashed a little, but wasn't sure if even her essence booster resilience could keep her whole if she thrashed!