Raph steered his body to the left, dodging the lightning sparrow and quickly turned around.
He stretched out his left hand towards his chest as cold air escaped his lips.
"Snow Igloo".
A cold chill surrounded him, and a thick fog formed an impenetrable igloo. It was the size of his body and it formed just before the bird of lightning, turned around and struck him.
Marking Spells, as the name suggests, are used to mark targets for projectile magic. Once one has been marked by it, they are surely to get hit. This was something he had noticed a long while ago and he didn't need a second reminder to know her attacks will always hit.
The force of the attack blew the igloo open and pushed him away. He quickly maintained his composure and stopped the momentum of his movement with his sword.
Looking up into the sky, his brows furrowed deeply and a scowl crossed his face.
