Willow knew that her attack didn't have to hit, but so long as it took a bit of his time, then that was all that mattered. It wasn't going to be her bringing him down, but as a collective.
However, as her sword went forth, so did a gleam of white light. She suddenly found her sword shooting to the side. Before she could even do anything about it, her sword was lodged into one of her comrades' necks.
The victim of her sword began to gurgle. His eyes rolled back before blood uncontrollably spilled out of his mouth. Then, he fell to the floor.
Willow took half a second to recover. She knew that she didn't kill him and that there was nothing that could've been done.
After all, before Willow could even register the white gleam, her sword had already been deflected.
However, this did a huge mental blow to her psyche. But instead of thinking about it too hard, she decided to turn it all into anger against Vicar.
