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Closing her eyes taking a deep breath, when she opened them, a fierce look came out of them. Crouching down slightly, taking position to help herself with the push. She extended her arm with the scimitar, the defiant and provocative look she sent the elephant caused the elephant to have a facial tick.
The elephant snorted and the look of disdain made the little girl feel it was only her imagination, but remembering the intelligence the Guardian spoke of, she believed her eyes.
Being in position, little Mara brought her aura to her legs to gain momentum. She concentrated and commanded the flame to focus on the scimitar. Causing it to catch fire, a beautiful red flame surrounded the scimitar's sharp blade. Making it look beautiful and fiery.
