OoC: Well, the UPS guy is heading back with another one.

IC:
Lightning surged down her spine, crackling in the dry desert air. It took a person with a great bloody deal of focus to make herself think clearly in those conditions.

Magically-created or not, electricity's always just looking for a way to ground itself... Cadenza thought, ignoring the tingling feeling in her joints and limbs, the question is, do I sacrifice the boots or a finger? ...Boots or a finger...hm, well, I do really like these boots...

The gypsy rose herself up into a yoga-like stance some of her old teachers back in Zhenghe would have been proud of, balancing all her weight perfectly on a single finger. The bright, frantic, white-violet electricity traveled down her body like a person repelling down a cliff, arcing away for a moment and then returning, and eventually grounded itself in the sand without much harm.

When Arin finally had the guts to turn and look again, Cadenza was blowing on a slightly-singed finger of hers, and strolling out of the charred circle of sand towards him.

"Hey, Roy G. Biv, how about next time a little something more than a light show that only kills my retinas and whatever vermin were crawling around under the sand in that circle?"