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Claire allowed herself a small feeling of relief as the opponents left standing began to thin out in front of them. A little breathing room. A little time to assist her commander, with Milos' help.

She felt into the magic once more, took the shape of the wind.

"Okay... I've got your back." Even as she said the words, wind was already curling around Grae, slicing this way and that at the tiger to wear it out - dull knives, a thousand cuts against its hide.

Wind Tiger B.
Grae attacks Tiger B.​​

Another small smile for Milos, and partly because of Vanessa's attack, too. The way Vanessa fought fit her in a way that just seemed right.

Claire hesitated only briefly before sending another attack over the hills.

It was true that this was putting on a show, proving themselves to their would-be employer. It was true that their opponents had picked this fight. And neither side was looking to kill - but she was still aware that she was causing them pain.

Wind Tiger A.​​

Claire frowned almost imperceptibly. She had never liked arrogance, and she liked it even less coming from a laguz who apparently thought he was superior just by his nature alone. Typical of a Sampian... but she pushed these thoughts aside.

If they spoke to Steelhart like that, they underestimated him. And they were all Steelhart mercenaries.

"... We can do this." Again she didn't know if she was speaking to everyone, anyone, or just to herself - but together, they would prove themselves. There was no doubt in her heart.

She moved with the others, tome in hand. As she drew on the power within it and within herself, the air around her seemed to shift, wind swirling around her, picking at her robes and her hair.

25-9, Arcane Barrier using Wind.

Claire drew her robes tighter around herself, careful not to catch them on the undergrowth as she moved.

"Ah... it's raining again..."

The words came out quietly, stating the obvious to herself more than anyone else. Two weeks of this so far. Of this weather on and off, of this wilderness, of sleeping on the road without any comforts. But it was not the worst she had ever experienced, not even close. And it was enough time and distance to forget her worries about this job, at least for a while.

"... Is everyone doing okay?"

She wasn't in high spirits, but she was more than okay, because she was with them.

suggestion: custom weapon called fermageddon

"Whatever there is, we can handle it."

"Let's just get the shopping done and get on with it already."

"Probably would be a good way to keep anyone from ever getting their hands on the treasure. Except you, as a fluke."

She sobered up a bit.

"Wonder what'll happen when we reunite them all, anyway..." Then Lavinia just shrugged lightly. "Something for Lysander or the mages, huh?"

"Commemoration? You want to break out the wine and fancy cups already?"

Lavinia rolled her shoulders, and headed back to the rest of the crates.

"You know... not that I want this downtime to end, but I'm itching to find out what we're facing this time. Hope it's not something so easy they'll just come back with it."