[Kiriho turns, but he doesn't charge like he wants to. He knows that he won't be fast enough. Instead he sings a rising refrain, pushing hard at his top range.]
Yaha, I call your fire!
[The blood on his finger is suddenly slurped right up into nothingness. A fireball lands in the shadows where he guesses Altair might be near. It's about a foot wide. This is all Kiriho can really do at this point with his fire magic. He doesn't like how little it is. But it makes a decent warning shot, or, he thinks, maybe it will light the shadows for a moment so that he can see this blasted annoying guy.]
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Yaha, I call your fire!
[The blood on his finger is suddenly slurped right up into nothingness. A fireball lands in the shadows where he guesses Altair might be near. It's about a foot wide. This is all Kiriho can really do at this point with his fire magic. He doesn't like how little it is. But it makes a decent warning shot, or, he thinks, maybe it will light the shadows for a moment so that he can see this blasted annoying guy.]