[ it's a relief to see syrlya make it to vaeka, to see the woman understand that help has come for her at last. a relief, but alarming in its own ways — they are still very much inside the prison, and gray vaults past the fiery shield. the fire goes out as soon as he's aware of that; there's no point to him keeping up the weave if it's doing nothing. instead, he splits his power two ways.
one darts out towards gray like an invisible, but physical, force. the idea is to trip her, to stall or slow her momentum towards his allies. if he's particularly lucky, gray might even fall, but even if not, and if she doesn't completely dodge it, he might help buy a little more time for syrlya and vaeka.
the other, as he pushes himself up to sitting, winds around his wounded leg. there is no time right now to assess damage or dwell on the pain, but the cushion of air stabilizes the injury and slows the bleeding a little, analogous to someone holding the wound to do just that. if syrlya is to take the bloodite to safety, rand needs to be in some kind of condition to keep gray from following...or all of this will be for nothing. ]
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one darts out towards gray like an invisible, but physical, force. the idea is to trip her, to stall or slow her momentum towards his allies. if he's particularly lucky, gray might even fall, but even if not, and if she doesn't completely dodge it, he might help buy a little more time for syrlya and vaeka.
the other, as he pushes himself up to sitting, winds around his wounded leg. there is no time right now to assess damage or dwell on the pain, but the cushion of air stabilizes the injury and slows the bleeding a little, analogous to someone holding the wound to do just that. if syrlya is to take the bloodite to safety, rand needs to be in some kind of condition to keep gray from following...or all of this will be for nothing. ]