"For a little girl, you're not bad." Said Paisely.
My scythe was stuck in her shoulder, but it didn't penetrate deep enough to cut off her arm.
"We're the same age. Who are you calling a little girl?" I twisted my body with enough force to destroy the house we were living in, but she simply grabbed my scythe and halted my forced movement.
"I'm much older than I look." Paisely spoke calmly and quietly moved her wand and created an ice hammer that smacked me head on, sending me flying into the house.
Thanks to my strong Alm resistance, only the impact from the hammer hurt. Albeit, too much.
I could feel my bones shaking from the impact.
I saw her trying to remove my scythe from her shoulder, but she couldn't.
"It seems you're really special. Even I can't touch your scythe without getting burned by the frost." orange frost started covering her shoulder and hand where she had touched my scythe.
