For a moment, Rita stares in fear as the sizzling metal shoots toward her... and is reflected away. She shoots Syrlya a quick, grateful look, then turns her attention back to Ignatius. With Lambert succeeding in binding him, she sees a clear opportunity.
Rita holds a hand out to her book, which turns its pages in response, seemingly unaffected by the water around them. "Come, sword of knowledge... Elucidator!" From the pages, she draws a long, thin sword with an orange-jeweled hilt. "Infuse element: ice!" Waving a hand over the blade, she charges it with cold magic.
Then, using her wings to propel herself forward, she charges.
Rita's not that skilled with a sword, as her grip and positioning might show. But there's more to this fight than skill. "Bound by the Earth Spirit's power, there was no escape for the fae. The magic blade would surely find its mark!" she cries as she closes the distance, then thrusts the sword at Ignatius' upper body.
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Rita holds a hand out to her book, which turns its pages in response, seemingly unaffected by the water around them. "Come, sword of knowledge... Elucidator!" From the pages, she draws a long, thin sword with an orange-jeweled hilt. "Infuse element: ice!" Waving a hand over the blade, she charges it with cold magic.
Then, using her wings to propel herself forward, she charges.
Rita's not that skilled with a sword, as her grip and positioning might show. But there's more to this fight than skill. "Bound by the Earth Spirit's power, there was no escape for the fae. The magic blade would surely find its mark!" she cries as she closes the distance, then thrusts the sword at Ignatius' upper body.