Syrus Zilberschlag
unbowed, unbent, unbroken
With nimble feet and slithering movements, Syrus silently followed Faith without so much as bothering a leaf or crushing a stick, much like the butterfly he spies on while it keeps tab on Faith. Shortly after Faith created gusts of cold winds to surround her, the plants nearby would begin to suffer to the forst blanketing over them as Faith marched onward. While she moved a little ahead of him, Syrus hit a sudden realization as the shadow of another butterfly ghosted by his feet. They're were all working together to watch everything at different angles.
A familiar sting forced Syrus' attention away from the butterflies and his eyes widened at the unwelcomed sight of a plant he knew all to well, thanks to it being native to his homeland. But thankfully Syrus knew how to approach this difficulty, and had the proper tools to handle it. He grinned down at the plant as he called up an electric current to course through his body, and with it cause the plant to withdraw. It dosen't kill it, Syrus' power over electricity, but more or less resets the tricky plant into waiting for its next meal.
Syrus wasn't going to waste anymore time, he has to act fast and now. With the rise of a single index finger Syrus shot a finely thin arch of concatenated electricity and zapped the closest butterfly. Seeing his magic work perfectly on the butterfly, Syrus clenched his fists tight, and then flicked his fingers out towards the area he could see the most butterflies. If an arch was to miss and hit nothing it'd simply conjoin with another arch so as not to raise much attention with a misfire. The only noise given off by such a controlled spell was that of a bug zapper taking in its next victim.
With one careful shot, and extra electricity added to it, Syrus carefully zapped the base of the grass which held Faith in place then focused back on taking out the butterflies as quickly as he could while staying still in his new hiding spot. With faith now able to inch her way deeper into this biodome it would be only a matter of time before they would be face to face with whoever orchestrated this unsavory turn of events. The mere idea tantalizing Syrus' darker side as his lips snarled like a wolf ready to sink its fangs into it soon to be meal.