The lightning bolt had squeezed the air out of Jirni's lungs and pushed her back while her body still refused to obey her. Her Constable armor coupled with the potion's effects had taken the brunt of the damage, but pain radiated from the point of impact turning every movement into agony.
Yet pain was an old friend to her, something Jirni had got used to ever since her family had trained her to inflict and withstand torture before she even turned ten. Pain was what allowed her to regain control of her limbs.
The ice spikes barely managed to pierce her skin before she pivoted on the balls of her feet to redirect the momentum of her fall to the side and roll to safety.
Lith was having it much worse than her. The city array prevented him to Blink while the Carpenter's vortex was close enough to rob him of his magic aside from fusion magic. His rings were useless, he couldn't fly or use spirit magic to pull himself away.
