Ellie makes a noise under her breath that might've been a huff, might've been a laugh, and keeps on climbing the stairs. The air's getting cooler up here, smells like salt, and the wind is loud. She's glad she's not sensitive to heights.
"Nah, no swords, but I've got a bow and some knives I'm good with." Ellie lifts her hand with the green shard in the palm, indicating her Rifter status. "And this glowy son of a bitch, I guess."
As for magic... "I can do a couple of things that I guess you could call magic. But not like an actual mage or anything."
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Ellie makes a noise under her breath that might've been a huff, might've been a laugh, and keeps on climbing the stairs. The air's getting cooler up here, smells like salt, and the wind is loud. She's glad she's not sensitive to heights.
"Nah, no swords, but I've got a bow and some knives I'm good with." Ellie lifts her hand with the green shard in the palm, indicating her Rifter status. "And this glowy son of a bitch, I guess."
As for magic... "I can do a couple of things that I guess you could call magic. But not like an actual mage or anything."