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Niola lowered her head, the fight still continuing, like nothing had happened. Red carnations spilled across the ground, increasing with each swing by Cyr. As Niola watched, a victorious hit scored by Cyr appeared to end things, yet the kid did not give up. Suddenly, a wild fit of sadistic laughter at his own pain echoed all around them. Anyonw who could chuckle in such an uncontrolled, malicious way had to be up to something. After all, he did not have the demeanor of a coward, yet neither did Cyr. In fact, he seemed more engulfed in the idea of ending the child's life. However, no matter how much Cyr tried to frighten the kid, he just kept laughing. It began to tick Niola off, yet she knew this fight was between Cyr and the ice-user.

"If Cyr wasn't so serius about this hyena, I'd blow him away and send him to his grave," Niola pouted, keeping away at a safe distance so Cyr would not worry as much. "It seems the more he is attacked, the more humor the situation gets. Does the psychotic brat want to be killed, or does he think being injured is a humorous game?"

Walking briskly to a dense thicket nearby, Niola continued to observe the fight. Something peculiar seemed to be occuring with Cyr, his eyes blood red and a wind created by his telekinesis powers seemed to surround his entire frame, like an invisible outline of power. If one were not careful, they would consider Cyr as a genuine wind user who just took the fight seriously. Of course, the boy still did not want to take the battle earnestly enough. Then something terrible wormed its way inside Cyr and took away his consciousness. This startled Niola, for the battle was not over. Biting her lip, Niola raced over to Cyr's motionless body and released a strong gust of wind to ward off the child.

"Tell me, what is your name?!" Niola bellowed over the raging wind, trying to keep her powers in a controlled manner. "I can call you a lot of things, but it would be nice to know yours. As for mine, my name happens to be Nicole."

She knew it would not be wise to use her actual name, in case the child just laughed in her face and ran off. Still, Niola hoped it was enough to receive some kind of name from him. In the meantime, Niola concentrated deeply and created a bridge of wind around the boy. Once two sides of wind existed on either side of him, Niola curved the wind inward on both ends, forming a complete oval. The cycling wind blended almost perfectly with the outer air, making it almost unnoticeable. However, as soon as the child tried to escape, Niola could easily speed up the barrier and trap him inside. Niola was wise enough to keep Cyr and herself out of the loop, the wind branching away from her a few feet and into the spiralling ellipse.

"I don't want to waste too much energy right away, so this will have to do for now!"

((OOC: I did not want to manipulate your NPC, so I tried to do something that would cause the kid to react without forcing him to do a specific thing. :/ ))

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