Two blows to the front and she staggered back and clutched the "wounds" with a giggle-laden wail.
"And I, wounded by yet another Ice III! However can I stand a chance against such a clever mage, one that moves, no less?" This was dangerous! Black Mages trended toward their leylines... what was this new breed that could strike with precision and disappear in the next moment?
She'll take this time in turn to start rolling a snowball. Fist-sized. The size of someone's head. No... no, a bigger ball, yes...! But she'll keep her eye on where she'd seen him take cover. Seemed he was making new ammunition too. She had to hurry!
But small eyes were upon them. Familiar, bouncy little fae had caught wind of festivity, numbering half a dozen. Soft pink little nubby limbs papped the snow in delight.
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"And I, wounded by yet another Ice III! However can I stand a chance against such a clever mage, one that moves, no less?" This was dangerous! Black Mages trended toward their leylines... what was this new breed that could strike with precision and disappear in the next moment?
She'll take this time in turn to start rolling a snowball. Fist-sized. The size of someone's head. No... no, a bigger ball, yes...! But she'll keep her eye on where she'd seen him take cover. Seemed he was making new ammunition too. She had to hurry!
But small eyes were upon them. Familiar, bouncy little fae had caught wind of festivity, numbering half a dozen. Soft pink little nubby limbs papped the snow in delight.