The elder dodged all three of the impact seeds with relative ease, his smile still plastered on his face as flame kindled around the others, burning them to ash before they could get to him, which offered Misty no help or opening as she closed the distance between her and the elder, her claws swiping, and missing the agile twin horn arcanists, which left me stunned for a moment. I'd never seen anyone dodge Misty so casually.
"You are as fast as I was told," The elder noted, his voice calm, as though he weren't in the middle of a battle. "But not fast enough I'm afraid."
His hand lashed out, a palm pressing against Misty's chest. For a split second, nothing happened, but then the elder's hand flashed with a burst of orange light, and Misty was sent flying back straight into a tree, cracks appearing on the bark.
