Fuu whirled in the direction of the shout to see Illya clearing away the soot with some magic of her own. She waved back, not wanting to inhale deeply and end up coughing on what was still in her throat. Instead she made her way over so that they were in better speaking range--the tremors had ceased and the ground didn't seem uneven so perhaps this wasn't an earthquake after all.

"Miss Illya! Are you okay?" She looked up through the blackish haze, where the outline of the fallen tree could dimly be seen. "Did you see that?!"