[Whatever that scurrying sound is, it has gotten on Byakuren's last nerves, with the combined stress of the past two days. She is done being elegant. She is done being helpful and pacifistic. So she starts flinging spells every which way. Fire spells, ice spells, water spells, energy spells of questionable origin, she tosses them absolutely everywhere trying to hit whatever is running around in the darkness with her.]
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