"You're quite confident to await us here." Ginger smiled, her blood magic oozing out.
Alcott grabbed his sword with an enraged face, "Fist for humans, sword for monsters." BAM! He lunged forward at a blinding speed, swinging his sword with full force.
Connor smiled, his golden eyes glowing as fine hair covered his face. A thin layer of bones covered his fingers as he caught Alcott's strike. CLANG! "Fangs for cattle, claws for the likes of you."
SWOSH! Ginger appeared behind Connor. "I don't agree with that, not anymore." CLAP! She clapped her hands together, [Blood Magic: Thousand stakes of blood]
Thud! Connor jumped to the side, and a long stone spear rushed from the ground.
The spell Ginger used was one of her favorites. It creates a thousand stone spears that rush from the ground aiming at the target's crotch and impaling them to the head. She once used it to repel an army. Saying that a thousand people had a stake up their assess was an understatement.
