Lighthart
The paladin's eyes shimmered in gold, seemingly paying more heed to a speck of light she toyed with in her one hand, turning and twisting over her palm right in front of the clashing girls.
She had already finished all 5 cheeseburgers and the large fries, Hannah's share as well.
But she saw it all, from the ants crawling on the aegis's struggle to the tendrils of desire. She could even see the words, seeping through the air with power and ancient mystery, more akin the ancient languages of legend than the brutish, common tongue of man. Had it been anywhere else, she might even have considered these words exquisite, the syllables as sweet as a melody. There was no doubt that both magicians had merit, their skill surely earned through many trials and tribulations.
Lighthart restrained a yawn, and let the ball of light dance through her fingers some more.