[She stared, eyes wide and confused, at the massive weapon the other girl brandished before the both of them.]

A... scythe? But, not a normal one.

[Head tilt. Felicia bit her lips as she studied the features that looked atypical of a melee weapon that she had seen others use with grace in battle.]

We can try it? I just don't know how a scythe is going to help. I'm not even sure I can have enough force with my ice to move us around.