[Syrlya watches Kiryu lift up that prep table with the face of a person thinking "well, whatever works". Things are immediate chaos, and Syrlya filters into the kitchen behind the others and immediately shuffles along the side until he's perpendicular to the ghosts and everyone else. He has the space now and draws his sword, pointing it forward toward the ghosts, trying to get them in line as he speaks his incantation.
And then a laser of condensed magic just shoots straight from the tip of his blade (14) at the ghosts.]
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And then a laser of condensed magic just shoots straight from the tip of his blade (14) at the ghosts.]