[She almost gets a "don't say magic" out before he says it, and... of course it's gotta be magic. And of all the kinds of magic she has, hers wouldn't be as effective as some of the other types, on top of her being so unpracticed with it that she'd rather not run the risk of trying.]
Well, it's either my sword or nothing. My magic's not gonna help.
[So, rather than try to saw at the vine, she tries to hack it instead, bringing her sword down as hard as she can in her position, but the only thing that does is lodge the blade into it. The vine wriggles before going still, but the scratching noise behind her makes Lightning jump, and before she can move, thick vines are already wrapping around her ankles, crawling up her legs, and wrapping around her waist.]
Get off me...!
[She struggles, kicking and punching and reaching for her sword, but nothing seems to do the trick. What it does accomplish is her toppling over, falling off the branch wrapped in vines, and—] Move! [—crashing into Eustace with all the power behind the drop.]
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Well, it's either my sword or nothing. My magic's not gonna help.
[So, rather than try to saw at the vine, she tries to hack it instead, bringing her sword down as hard as she can in her position, but the only thing that does is lodge the blade into it. The vine wriggles before going still, but the scratching noise behind her makes Lightning jump, and before she can move, thick vines are already wrapping around her ankles, crawling up her legs, and wrapping around her waist.]
Get off me...!
[She struggles, kicking and punching and reaching for her sword, but nothing seems to do the trick. What it does accomplish is her toppling over, falling off the branch wrapped in vines, and—] Move! [—crashing into Eustace with all the power behind the drop.]