As many mages from Lee's home continuum had found, when a large amount of magic was used for an extended amount of time, there was often an adverse effect on the mage who was acting as the conduit for said magic. In Lee's case, for example, it brought out her more paranoid and protective instincts; when they were combined with her battle skills that had been sharpened by two years of fighting badfic abominations of various kinds, the total effect left the elemental mage on edge quicker than if someone had shouted "Sue!" at the top of their lungs in the Cafeteria during rush hour. When she heard the ruckus begin thanks to the sentient grey jellies attacking people, she immediately located Ian and Sammy, both of whom were thankfully nearby. One muttered spell later and the two were neatly shielded from any kind of attack.
"Who the hell thought it would be smart to bring sentient food in here?" Lee growled, Roshaun baring his sharp teeth in an unconscious echo.
... Lisa was assaulted by another blob of grey jelly-stuff. "GET IT THE HELL OFF ME PLEASE OH GOD!!!" Lisa fell off the chair she was standing on and tried to do the "Stop, Drop, and Roll" thing.... more
closing her eyes for a moment to try and collect herself. She had to remind herself that Ian and Sammy were safe, and that was all that mattered. There was no need to act on the immediate impulse of... more
Evie shouted as she tried to pry the sentient sludge from her chest. "Gimme the cash!" the ball replied. "Huh?" the Fisherman said, bending down and examining the creature. "It speaks?" "Yeah, great, ... more