Agh! [Ashelia barely escapes the sweep of the Chocobo Eater's arms. She chastises herself mentally for drifting too close to the front lines. They're making progress, but something has to give. This white mage cannot heal everyone indefinitely, and my skills are better suited to offense. Another plan, then. The black mage seems to be willing to cooperate.] Black mage, ready a Blizzard spell. On my mark, cast it at the creature's feet. [Her tone is different than before; indignant as she may be at the way Sho addressed her previously, it seems she took it to heart.]
[She steels herself and runs to the side, perpendicular to the creature and the line of fighters, to get a better line of fire, so to speak. When she's far enough, she throws out as big a Water spell as she can muster. All you need is a small puddle. Do not tax yourself so. She aims behind and under the creature, making sure not to get any water anywhere near the other Heroes - not a hard feat, after the monster's latest efforts to clear the area in front of it.] Black mage! [She clears her throat, shouting even louder. FREEZE IT NOW!
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[She steels herself and runs to the side, perpendicular to the creature and the line of fighters, to get a better line of fire, so to speak. When she's far enough, she throws out as big a Water spell as she can muster. All you need is a small puddle. Do not tax yourself so. She aims behind and under the creature, making sure not to get any water anywhere near the other Heroes - not a hard feat, after the monster's latest efforts to clear the area in front of it.] Black mage! [She clears her throat, shouting even louder. FREEZE IT NOW!