Lucas finds a place out of the chaos, on a rooftop. He sits down crosslegged, and begins weaving a careful, complex spell, trying to ease some of the panic and chaos that are spreading out from the area, and trying to urge the spirits of the air to help him undo the storm. Its slow, complex work, and he's sweating hard by thirty seconds into it, but he can't give up with so much riding on it. As it is, the riots are threatening to do at least as much damage as the mutants present.
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