Pushing off of her right, Leak stomps on Jarkars face with her left foot.
Balancing on his face she wrenches the right leg loose and steps on his knife wrist.
When he lets go she focuses on my sword coming down, all she can do is raise her staff slightly.
A blast of mana from Jarkars hand holding the crooked wand hits her in the face as my sword connects with her staff.
Being rusted my blade is only good for two things, that's blunt force or conducting mana.
Jarkar has his wand hidden in the sand, as if expecting this very outcome.
He rises as the pressure on him is lessened and goes for the scroll.
I already released my hold on the sword and am diving for the scroll as well.
Jarkar is prepared for that, he moves his left hand with the wand, sending a small blast of mana to my face.
It feels likes ice is breaking on my face, instead of chilling me it saps a bit of my energy and slows my next step.
