The lightning bolts conjured by the frenzied merchant were tier one spells, but their power was on par with those produced by a tier three one. Lith was far enough from the caster to not have problems dodging the attack, whereas Jirni wasn't so lucky.
Her Royal Constable uniform was able to tank a lot of damage before she would get seriously injured, yet she couldn't afford to get hit. It was because of her orders that no one had stopped the woman from laying waste to the building.
If the target died before they captured her, it would have been all for naught. To make things worse, Jirni hadn't missed that the woman had been casting spells non stop since their arrival.
'If she gets me once, she'll keep attacking until I'm dead.' Jirni thought. She extended her right hand forward, with three needles held in between her fingers. She had planned to use them to paralyze her target, but they had more than one use.
