[ Flynn has to watch his energy, and that's very difficult in here. He seems to have more power, more endurance, in Trench than he would at home—light sears through the group of their attackers for a moment, following Flynn's shout, knocking away one that was trying to get a dagger into Yuri's side—but it's still exhausting, and he isn't Rita. Flynn is good at magic, but not that good.
Still. He pushes through, grits his teeth against his own exhaustion and bites down on his tongue to let warm blood flow, hating the way it energizes him. It's worth it, though, to keep Yuri safe, to cast as many spells as he has to. He aims the next one, a searing lance of light, at the caster in the back trying to slam fire into Yuri, and the one after that at a half-robed figure coated in blood who keeps popping out of nowhere, forcing Yuri to dodge. ]
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Still. He pushes through, grits his teeth against his own exhaustion and bites down on his tongue to let warm blood flow, hating the way it energizes him. It's worth it, though, to keep Yuri safe, to cast as many spells as he has to. He aims the next one, a searing lance of light, at the caster in the back trying to slam fire into Yuri, and the one after that at a half-robed figure coated in blood who keeps popping out of nowhere, forcing Yuri to dodge. ]