"NIN!" I cried. I have feared for many things. Yet, now, I was fearing for Nin's life as Vapooliar was clearly trying to kill him! And why wasn't his thing working!?
I have seen others leave from much lighter injuries! Why was he still here!? Had Vapooliar broken his!? No, she couldn't have.
"NIN!" I cried again as I started to try and copy the girl who I took this staff from. And I repeated what she said over and over again as tears streamed down my face. Pathetic blast of magic after pathetic blast. Not one getting past the sheer strength of Vapooliar's aura.
"Down." she ordered before I collapsed to my knees as her fingers dug into Nin's neck. Sickly, yellow blood-soaked both his body and her hand. Yet, I heard no snap come. All I felt was terrible boom after terrible boom as she punched him over and over.
All the way until his very neck flesh gave out and he was sent flying away. Somehow, though, he managed to get up again despite his injuries. But, Vapooliar soon brought him down again and his other leg was beginning to break as his magic idiotically kept him standing. That idiot...
"NIN!" I cried again as blood kept on splattering from what was left of his jaw. But, unlike me, Liadanann had not given up and she was happy to charge her down. Despite my protests.