[Oh no. As the ghosts come closer, bringing their corruption with them, Mikleo actually falters. He scrabbles at Eren's neck for purchase only to miss the mark entirely and slip right off. Mikleo isn't one to lay there like a damsel in distress, though. He fights to right himself.
He knows the spell he wants to cast. He doesn't know the words, but it doesn't matter. He knows what he wants and he reaches inside himself for it, reaching despite the burning, for a circle that would sanctify the area around them and repel the presence.
There's a flash, a circle of light sketched quickly in the water around them. But it flickers and dies just as soon as he casts it. It seems he's doomed to be useless in this dream.]
Damn it!
[And he's not happy about it.]
Why can't I-- [He makes a noise of frustration and tries to address the ghosts despite his growing anxiety and pain.] What do we need to do? Tell us!
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He knows the spell he wants to cast. He doesn't know the words, but it doesn't matter. He knows what he wants and he reaches inside himself for it, reaching despite the burning, for a circle that would sanctify the area around them and repel the presence.
There's a flash, a circle of light sketched quickly in the water around them. But it flickers and dies just as soon as he casts it. It seems he's doomed to be useless in this dream.]
Damn it!
[And he's not happy about it.]
Why can't I-- [He makes a noise of frustration and tries to address the ghosts despite his growing anxiety and pain.] What do we need to do? Tell us!