Garnet continues his slow retreat out of the room his hands remain at the ready. Arcane power creeping down from his neck, through his shoulders and arms.Whizbang Dustyboots said:In the room below, the bats flutter their wings and eye Garnet. A ripple moves through them, although they have not taken flight. Yet.
Garnet stands somewhat astounded near the doorway... "It worked!" Looking back over his shoulder the teenager's enthusiasm grows as he spots his allies. "It worked!"Whizbang Dustyboots said:Standing fast, Garnet thrusts his hand out, his words of power lost in the sound of the screeching animals.
After a moment, the others uncover their eyes, and the ringing in their ears fades. Bats cling to the ceiling and walls, asleep, twitching as they dream, a black carpet over nearly every surface.