She had been ready to help when the trap was sprung. To fight. She-- She thought she had been ready? Then suddenly there were blasts of arcane ice flying through the air, the trees and earth itself bursting to furious life, and fire raining from the skies all around her. So much fucking fire. And Avery... just froze. Her mind blank and breaths shallow, unable to move.

This is madness. Absolute madness. And she is not like these people. What is she even doing here?!

It's only Merrill's shout that seems to snap her out of it, and Avery hesitates just a moment before somewhat mechanically taking her hand and starting to move.