[Robin really should have seen that coming. But it's like nothing she's ever experienced before. A dream shifting around someone else?
She doesn't have time to mull over the implications as she's pushed aside.]
Sabo, wait!
[Robin nearly gags on the stench, but she has to do something. If it's lava rolling down the side of the wall, then perhaps she can slow it a little. She drops to one knee, inhaling sharply. She has to think about this one, and focus carefully. Her arms cross just below the wrist and her eyes close. And then hundreds, perhaps even thousands of disembodied hands appear in the air, hooked at the thumbs and fluttering briskly like moths. A gust of wind picks up, driven toward the advancing lava by the sprouted fleur. They increase their tempo, like a woman fanning herself lest she faint, the gust of wind picking up speed. The lava cools slowly, and only slightly. With a gasp, Robin releases the summoned hands and falls forward onto all fours, breathing hard in spite of the fumes. It is a lost cause.]
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She doesn't have time to mull over the implications as she's pushed aside.]
Sabo, wait!
[Robin nearly gags on the stench, but she has to do something. If it's lava rolling down the side of the wall, then perhaps she can slow it a little. She drops to one knee, inhaling sharply. She has to think about this one, and focus carefully. Her arms cross just below the wrist and her eyes close. And then hundreds, perhaps even thousands of disembodied hands appear in the air, hooked at the thumbs and fluttering briskly like moths. A gust of wind picks up, driven toward the advancing lava by the sprouted fleur. They increase their tempo, like a woman fanning herself lest she faint, the gust of wind picking up speed. The lava cools slowly, and only slightly. With a gasp, Robin releases the summoned hands and falls forward onto all fours, breathing hard in spite of the fumes. It is a lost cause.]