⟬ The Trap Path. ⟭
"Watch out!!!"
"Huh?"
Hearing her master's shout, Mina's turned back-- but it was too late for her to ⌈Mana Ward⌋ the animated vine.
"Too slow, girlie!" Krysaos growled, reaching out his arm to intercept the attack. The thick, fibrous tendril latched onto his coat sleeve and its sharp thorns dug into his skin through the thick cloth.
Mina's heart thrummed painfully in guilt.
It looked... so painful...
"⌈Crescent Wave!⌋" She swiped her hand upward, lopping off the vine with a cutting water spell.
However, a wave of a different kind washed over her-- one of mana fatigue. As soon as her master was free, she felt her levitation falter and gravity take hold.
"Whoa! I got'cha!"
