<div class="floatright">(http://ass.pimpedhost.com/exploited-tessa/001.jpg)</div>Lisa felt a bit dishearted by the fact that her idea of just talking with the girl met nobody's approval. She sighted sadly. Although her overall mood didn't allow this feeling to last long. She got her hazy focus back to the events.<br/><br/>When Daria suggested yousing a spell, the blonde girl stopped her breath for a moment. The group was probably going to want her to choose whatever spell she would cast at that point. She looked troubled as she had no idea about her spells to Begin with. She turned to her red-head colleague for a moment, as if asking for a hint. Finally she decided to say something.<br/><br/>-<strong>I will cast some spell at the girl. Something that can do little damage but can stop her summoning...</strong>- she stopped and checked on Marc if she will point her some spell that meets the requirement. -<strong>If I don't have exact spell to do that. I am still casting something to at least postpone her. Can I do that?</strong>- she was trying to avoid giving away that she had no clue about her Sorceress, but in the end her louse lips ended the sentence with just that.<br/><br/>She was as usual slow to notice that, but after a longer moment she must have realized her words because her face turned even a bit more reddish, than it was already colored due to the alcohol flowing in her veins.