[Despite the magic doing the work of keeping him suspended midair, Lilias trembles slightly with effort as she pulls him out of the yawning emptiness of the elevator shaft. But her grip is firm, her countenance free from doubt, and Matt comes to a gentle stop just above the polished floor—low enough to rest his feet on it, although the spell bearing his weight makes walking a near-impossibility. Leaning on her cane, Lilias graces him with a slightly playful smile.]
Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?
[The weight of her magical efforts and hurried journey here settles over her as she reclaims her hand. She has to spend another moment gathering herself before dissolving the spell, letting the gathered shadows evaporate like morning mist. Finally, gravity reasserts itself.]
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Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?
[The weight of her magical efforts and hurried journey here settles over her as she reclaims her hand. She has to spend another moment gathering herself before dissolving the spell, letting the gathered shadows evaporate like morning mist. Finally, gravity reasserts itself.]