'Trash'
Lady Jiang did not utter a single word of complaint or protest in any way while her magic which was akin to another limb was repeatedly set alight and cut apart. She could feel every thrust, every splinter separate from the branches, and every spark burn away what little of her was left within them.
Princess Helena, Princess Inara, and Uri were standing behind her.
Uri was holding onto two lanterns that seemed a little too big for his frame. Every time a gust of wind passed anywhere near him he would sway back and forth, trying to keep his balance.
With pursed lips, he threw bitter glances towards Princess Inara who was standing in front of him. The area around one of his eyes had turned black and swollen after receiving an unwarranted punch from the Princess.
It was almost like she could feel him glaring at her since she turned around unexpectedly and ended up looking right into his eyes. Flustered, Uri quickly averted his gaze, pretending to look at the fight below.