Igni Irae
((Continued from Rhen Var dom))
[member="Coryth Elaris"]
Elpsis seemed to be suffering from what appeared to be sensory overload. The power that had engulfed the cave hit her like a brick wall and sent her head spinning. Then came the ear-splitting painful vision that the Force deigned to give her this moment. As it turned out, it was most inopportune, for she was not alone. As it turned out she ended up missing the fact that several scavengers had the same idea and were now converging upon her. Precog shot into action just at the right moment to make her dive for cover and hit the dirt when blaster bolts came raining towards her. Rolling across the ground she crawled, trying to reach cover as she grabbed her bolter, firing into the darkness. BAAAM BAAAM BAAAM two rogues wound up dead, but then the scum began lobbing in grenades.
She just managed to reach cover before an explosion but the blast showered her with shrapnel. Gritting her feeth she felt a strong pain surge through her body. Coat ripped apart, armour badly dented, shoulder felt dislocated and numb from the distant blast. Well, now she was pissed. She did not need the Force to know that the scum were closing in on her, or to know that a blaster rifle was aimed at her head.
As it happened her rage found an outlet when suddenly small balls of fire began manifesting in her hands, intensifying in heat. As a matter of fact, her entire body temperature was becoming dangerously elevated, heartbeat racing, to a point where it felt like she was literally boiling up alive from the inside out as sheer heat surged through her body. For one, the Force was wonky and, moreover, her control at this point was terrible...or rather nonexistent. However, she did not particularly care at this point and so all of a sudden searing streams of flame leapt from her hands and surged towards the scum, engulfing them in flames of boiling, redhead rage.
[member="Coryth Elaris"]
Elpsis seemed to be suffering from what appeared to be sensory overload. The power that had engulfed the cave hit her like a brick wall and sent her head spinning. Then came the ear-splitting painful vision that the Force deigned to give her this moment. As it turned out, it was most inopportune, for she was not alone. As it turned out she ended up missing the fact that several scavengers had the same idea and were now converging upon her. Precog shot into action just at the right moment to make her dive for cover and hit the dirt when blaster bolts came raining towards her. Rolling across the ground she crawled, trying to reach cover as she grabbed her bolter, firing into the darkness. BAAAM BAAAM BAAAM two rogues wound up dead, but then the scum began lobbing in grenades.
She just managed to reach cover before an explosion but the blast showered her with shrapnel. Gritting her feeth she felt a strong pain surge through her body. Coat ripped apart, armour badly dented, shoulder felt dislocated and numb from the distant blast. Well, now she was pissed. She did not need the Force to know that the scum were closing in on her, or to know that a blaster rifle was aimed at her head.
As it happened her rage found an outlet when suddenly small balls of fire began manifesting in her hands, intensifying in heat. As a matter of fact, her entire body temperature was becoming dangerously elevated, heartbeat racing, to a point where it felt like she was literally boiling up alive from the inside out as sheer heat surged through her body. For one, the Force was wonky and, moreover, her control at this point was terrible...or rather nonexistent. However, she did not particularly care at this point and so all of a sudden searing streams of flame leapt from her hands and surged towards the scum, engulfing them in flames of boiling, redhead rage.