Fantasy, a fight against an unfair hierarchy (Open if you want to restart it(?))

(I’m back for a lil bit)

My school ends in like 2 weeks

Same

(Canada?)

Australia

/Oof that sucks. Hope it goes by fast. Exams?/

(mine finishes at the end of this week. i go to an independent school, so we typically finish earlier)

(Nah, just preparing for next semester)

/ahh. That's a little better (hopefully)/

(Anywho are we continuing?)

/Who's on?/

(Moi!!!!)

(Me!)

/I'm cool with continuing/

(Yeet!)

Bronze let down his fire wall (in failure of endurance) and sprinted, “We have to get out, NOW!”

Olivia flew out of the building picking a few people up at the same time and taking them iut

Eira winnowed with the man she was holding to the clearing and went back to help the others, “GO! The clearing now!”

Olivia watched to make sure all the others left the building before selling the enterance with ice.

Eira winnowed with the man she was holding to the clearing and went back to help the others, “GO! The clearing now!”

(I think this is me(?))
And just like that, she touched him. Emotions crashed down on Bronze, stress, panic, rage (<- is that ok?) and the world bent and shifted until he was stumbling in a grassy clearing.

Bronze leaned over and puked

(Yeah, that’s fine)
Eira quickly winnowed away, she saw a few people flying to where she had said, “Hurry! This way!” She called before running back into the forest.

(Brb, gotta shower)

(Okie dokie)

Bronze blinked to regain his senses. He saw the fellow 'criminals' standing there with him. "That was…" He lost his train of thought as he struggling to keep from hurling up his guts again. He used his fire. Oh gosh…

(I be here!)
Nora landed by the rest of the magic users. “You guys are insane,” she gasped in between breathes

(Oops I meant to say breaths. Sorry)

Eira collapsed on the ground, utterly drained of her magic and she was panting hard, “You’re all so lucky I was there.” She coughed and tried to regain her strength.

“I my goddess!” Nora exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hands. “Are you okay?” (Directed at Eira)

"Yeah, we wouldn't want a hottie like you dying, that's for sure." Bronze tried to compose himself with the fellow magic users. He hadn't been able to see others in a long time.

“Fine…” She felt the shadows around her hands flicker alive for a moment then disappear, “Just… drained.”

Galadriel lands on the ground, dumping a small ball of water on a cut she received before closing with a fire finger, wincing.

Bronze squared his shoulders and surveyed the group, "Want to go around with names, or do you want me to guess?”

“Eira, shadowsinger…” She panted.