[ She waits a minute before concluding that the fight is finished, and waves her hand across the roof. The fires flicker out of existence like candles blown out, and she moves over to Victor. After a few moments of debate she flicks her hand a handful of small flames spread out in a ring around him. They'll last from half an hour to an hour, hopefully long enough to undo the cold from the ice.
With that her task is done. The Archive casts a final glance at the two bodies on the rooftop, gives a mental shrug, and departs. ]
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With that her task is done. The Archive casts a final glance at the two bodies on the rooftop, gives a mental shrug, and departs. ]