Re: [ITT: A Display of Fireworks, Of Sorts]
*eyes widening, Jace responds in the simplest way; releasing his hold on the winds keeping him aloft, he lets himself fall, dropping below the arc of deadly spines. He's not quite quick enough, and one lays open a line of blood along his shoulder, but he avoid the worst of it, and his concentration holds....*
I deny you the mercy of water and the gift of life.
*as his spell completes, liquid erupts from the bloody wounds on the djint's face -- a torrent of water, every drop its body contains, leaving it a withered, dry husk.*