Clifford was both relieved and slightly panicked he'd guessed correctly. This was insane, but so was the last week from hell. The small oil droplets gathered and danced in the flickering light of the ships, it might be beautiful if it wasn't a single chemical reaction between Clifford and multiple unpleasant ways to die.
"I'm holding you to that, Sterling." Clifford managed as his arms began to shake. This would take a large amount of energy even without injuries and exhaustion. This would take everything they had left.
Cliff held, held with all he had until the ship cut a hard left and Sterling signaled. Launching the oil mass, the kraken chose the moment to break the surface. Good. With what strength he still had in his arms, Clifford aimed at the flailing creature. "Together! Incendio!"
His aim was true, but before the flames fully escaped his wand, Clifford's legs buckled and he went down hard, gasping for air. Please God, let that be enough!
"I'm holding you to that, Sterling." Clifford managed as his arms began to shake. This would take a large amount of energy even without injuries and exhaustion. This would take everything they had left.
Cliff held, held with all he had until the ship cut a hard left and Sterling signaled. Launching the oil mass, the kraken chose the moment to break the surface. Good. With what strength he still had in his arms, Clifford aimed at the flailing creature. "Together! Incendio!"
His aim was true, but before the flames fully escaped his wand, Clifford's legs buckled and he went down hard, gasping for air. Please God, let that be enough!