The wood elf panted as she turned to listen to Brone as he called out to her about more fires. However, his voice cut short as he stared off towards Yuurei had been, following his gaze her eye widened at the scene before them. The light mage's body was tense as he took up a fighting stance, ready to attack. Kailani panicked at first as she spied the man responsible for his posture, however, the anger she had been suppressing up until this point quickly took over.
Knowing Yuurei wouldn't be ready to fight for no reason, she could easily put two and two together, figuring they were more than likely responsible for at least some of the chaos in town. Although, she doubted they were alone considering the scale of the calamity that had been unfolding. Regardless, even if it was just one of many groups it would be a start to putting an end to the destruction currently consuming the town.
"So these are the culprits then, Yuu?" she'd ask, her voice laced with malice she reserved only for the worst of people. To put so many innocent lives at risk. The dragon slayer burned with a furious rage. It wasn't often she lost her cool, normally very level headed when it came to combat. But with how many people she had spent today healing alone, it was enough to make her blood boil. It didn't even matter at this point if they were the masterminds or not, they were going to pay.
Without another second of hesitation, she began casting her magic, spell after spell in quick succession as multiple circles formed over her mouth, hands, feet and back as wind drew in from every angle around her body. The wood elf was practically coated in her magic for the briefest of moments, only for her to burst forward with intense speed, wings on her back, claws on her hands and a dragon-like mask upon her face as she roared with a fury so unlike the wind mage.
As her claws met her mark, the man that had admitted to his crimes was sent crashing into the wall behind him, as she released another roar, sending the mask out, its fangs crunching into his flesh before she'd cast her magic once more, another circle lighting up under her feet allowing her to dash once more to close the gap.
"You!" Swipe.
"Piece!" Swipe.
"Of Trash!" Swipe. She unleashed a set of furious swipes at her opponent, leaving his clothes in complete tatters and his body cut and bruised from the razor-sharp wind. The man now utterly defeated lay unconscious at her feet. The dragon slayer would turn to face the others that had been aiding him in the destruction of the township, her furious eyes searching for their next mark.
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