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A malevolent crimson aura surrounding her staff, Jesarin continued to charge it with her mana, intending to burn the halfling to a crisp. Realizing she couldn’t outrun Jesarin’s magical blast, Maribel turned back towards the mage, knocking another bolt in her crossbow.
“Oh no - I won’t let you blow me away again! I’ll burst your bubble!”
“Gah! Enough you miscreant - take that!” cried Jesarin, swinging her staff at the smaller woman in response to the bolt lodged in one of her boobs. Fortunately for Maribel, the combination of her distraction and word choice had caused Jesarin to lose focus. The intended fireball was transformed into a wind spell as that was both the elf’s favorite type of magic and the one suggested by her opponent.
Unfortunately for Maribel, Jesarin was still wielding an immense store of magical power. As the tornado of magical gusts hit her square in the chest the halfling went flying backwards through the forest. Smacking into a large tree near the edge of Durmrin and the forest, Maribel slumped into unconsciousness far from the battle.
“Hmph, a pity I couldn’t kill that pest, but it matters little. With these powers and this potion I can rule this entire region! As for sating my appetite for revenge, you’ll do just fine little orc.” Jesarin gloated as she turned towards a dazed Gresha. “And this time,” she threatened as she raised her small staff, “nothing will distract me from a magical incineration.”
Time slowed for a moment as Jesarin charged her spell. Gresha attempted in vain to move away, but was still too groggy. It seemed as though the forest itself held its breath waiting for someone else to intervene, but no one came. Grinning maniacally, Jesarin unleashed an incredibly powerful fireball on the prone orc.
“Now with those two out of the way - let’s see what you can really do!” she exclaimed in delight, holding the potion aloft and setting off deeper into the forest. Yet unbeknownst to Jesarin she wasn’t without rivals just yet as Maribel slowly stirred from her resting place. Simultaneously, a nearly-fireproof orc became cognizant of the fact that while she was slightly singed, she was still very much alive...
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