[ Once the spell is completed, and Akua is settled and silent, they wait. She's happy to concentrate on the spell, as maintaining it isn't a question of computation, but a question of will. This, however, was easier than the last time she'd done such a thing, as the last time they had been moving through the forces of the Mighty, not so long ago in her own world.

With the quiet of the forest, ever shuffle or skittering of creatures caught her attention, but when Liem pointed out that something was coming, she readied herself.

It lumbered closer, closer -- large enough that Akua's eye narrowed -- but when its foot hit her trap, it was caught. She could see her working tighten around its foot, and she spoke to Liem, her tone low. ]

On the signal, I will drop my spell. You will know it for how... explosive it will become around it. I would recommend shooting it when it does so.

[ With her instructions provided, she started casting -- she can thankfully cast two workings at once and the air around the creature started to bubble -- as if reality itself because caustic around it, as if the air itself started to drip and writhe. Then it started to shudder, and explode, and when it did, their ward dropped, and Akua hissed: ]

My ward is down.