I'm really really really going to be ok

Lyric's eyes narrowed at his words, her anger simmering just under the surface. She reached out, her touch both gentle and firm, as she let her magic flow into the vines. The air around them seemed to shimmer, and for a moment, they were the only two people in the world. She took some deep breaths, trying to control her emotions. That was usually when she made mistakes with her magic, when she got upset or frightened, and right now she couldn’t afford any errors. She thought about just cutting him with her dagger she kept at her ankle, but he was interested in her magic so, she focused on the vines and made one of them grow large enough to reach up and scratch Tiberius with one of the thorns.

Then she turned her magic on Tiberius, as the vines crumped down around his feet, she focused on mending the torn skin. It was a simple enough task, and although her hands shook at one point from her iron concentration, she ultimately succeeded in closing the wound.

You may also be interested in knowing, something my parents don’t know about me, I’m also trained as an engineer rogue. I’m good with potions and not just the obvious ones, some of my own creation. You wouldn’t have had to get rid of your clothing, I have a potion that removes blood stains. She said, she hated feeling like she was on display, an object to be sold and traded, but with her family’s lives at stake, she couldn’t afford to be bashful about what she could do.