[the tiger realizes its poor life choice and tries to evade at the last minute, but it's not quick enough to dodge those jaws; Enya can get a good solid grip. it's probably helped by the way that the ground under the tiger's feet surges upwards, clamping around its hind legs like a vise.

the other tiger manages to make it back to its feet, its wound still smouldering, and Xian glances back over to it. another wave of invisible force hammers it to the ground, and this time the accompanying white fire consumes it in the blink of an eye, leaving only a statue of delicate white ash.

meanwhile, xian addresses eliza as though the battle is already over.]

You have a fine familiar there.