Rolia leaps down creating a dome of wind around a hundred feet in diameter, trapping Lexios in with her while pushing all of the other soldiers out.
"Sorry, but I can't let you get into the camp, you are way too strong to be picking on kids." She says with a confident smirk.
Lexios says nothing as he lifts a metal sphere from his pocket and throws it as hard as he can at Rolia. She deflects it with an arcane shield, but the moment it makes contact it bursts into several small needles.
Rolia steps back, wind swirling around her, keeping the needles from making contact.
'Damn it looks like they made new tools for war.' Rolia cautiously enters a more defensive stance, unaware of what her opponent has.
Lexios walks forward, confidently lifting a metal rod attached to his belt. It is nine inches in diameter, and four feet long.
