Perdita Arkady/Cecilia Fennes: Coeurl Attack.
If Cecilia had something to say to a young injured girl about her contributions to battle efforts, it certainly was not about lambasting her for having none. But seeing as it was Cecilia, she had nothing to say. By now the coeurl was moving again, and she had to ready another spell - she could see it readying itself, its eyes glinting and honing in on them - and she cast a quick blind spell, aiming directly for that hard gaze. It hit; it took effect; the coeurl spit and hissed and stumbled while Cecilia scrambled to her feet, taking a cursory glace at Perdita.
Would she need to be healed again? But this coeurl - Cecilia really wished she could split into two people. Perhaps the best course of action would be to run away.
She paused, remembering the spell she needed. In moments, four foggy distorted images appeared out of thin air, resembling Cecilia if except for their shadowy appearances. As if they were permanently cast underneath an awning. They flickered and moved; Cecilia paid them little heed except for the knowledge she had successfully cast Zephyr Mantle before turning to Perdita.
"Can you move?" she asked, looking at the girl. The coeurl had let loose another crackling thunder spell but it had aimed for one of her simulacra, missing them entirely.