<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Blind_swordswoman2.png)</div><br/>Calanthe couldn't see what had happened to the castle up that high, but the letters were hot and very well-formed, and she could feel the... bifurcation? Of air molecules as they crossed the barrier. One became eighty-seven. One-hundred-four slid into the slot of one. She wasn't entirely sure whether the trap would make many whole copies, or julienne her into many pieces, or drop her into one of many locations of which her target was one, but none of those options sounded pleasant, and stopping (while doable) was hard. It was the sort of impending doom that made a person's heart stop cold for one terrifying moment.<br/><br/>It was some good luck, then, that Solar Flare had identified the threat and caught her. The heroine hadn't exactly chosen the most stable grip, so she looped her arms around the woman's neck and shoulders to help hang on. "That was a nasty trap laid for someone of just my skillset," she said quietly. Gratifying to know she hadn't been wrong about the others being able to surprise Paratha. She pressed a kiss into Solar Flare's cheek. "My hero," she said, smiling. Gratifying, and grateful.