Flipkit roved left from right, darting about in panic, and my orbs chased after. It was strange; once they'd appeared, I immediately recalled the sense of control I'd once had over them. And as the summon lost the use of its faculties, its efforts to unleash its magic were forestalled. Then the paling sky started to develop breaks, stretches of fading cloud that continued to let sunlight through.
Wispvine basked in the glorious raise for a moment before vanishing from sight. You no longer need me in this fight; I've done all that I can.
Before I could reply, Flipkit wailed as it clawed into its skin, eager to rip free the orbs that were clinging to it. And as I listened intently, I found that it was selfishly directing its thoughts inwards, but alas, that is what we wanted. So, I waved at the thing to see if it could see me; what I didn't expect was for it to mirror my actions.
