[Vholran watches her closely and sees the wings unfurl behind her, which makes his brow furrow in focused confusion. He is so fixated on the wings that he doesn't notice the ice melt beneath him until he is standing in the water.
Then there is an eruption of flame. He leaps backward just in time to not be burned and lands in a tense crouch. For a long time he stares at the fountain, then he stares at Rinoa, a cluster of questions dancing across his face: What was that? Who is she?]
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Then there is an eruption of flame. He leaps backward just in time to not be burned and lands in a tense crouch. For a long time he stares at the fountain, then he stares at Rinoa, a cluster of questions dancing across his face: What was that? Who is she?]