"What could I even do?", was all he could worry about now.
Against this "Pixie"… that could hurl bolts at him of electricity at him.
His eyebrows were furrowed, visibly showing his frustration.
Watching the bobbing wings, he prepared to fly through the darkness, and strike her.
Lunging forward, he pulled his right arm back, before shooting it outwards.
Disappointingly, he barely got one of the Pixie's wings, before he was shocked again.
Dropping to his knees, he breathed heavily,
Sweat dripped down his black hair, as he repeatedly failed to strategize any way to stop her
However, the Pixie had forgotten her anger, instead instructing him on how to fight.
"Oh, Lord… this seriously won't do. Don't you have any thoughts going on in that brain of yours? Can't you… cast any magic?"
Looking up at her, floating so closely in front of him, he could look past her radiance and see her.
She continued speaking to him.
"I mean, since your our Lord, it should be as easy as willing the magic to be."
Listening to her, he then looked down at his hands, thinking about casting it, fighting her with it.
Standing back up, the Pixie seemed to be more interested in teaching him to survive, than hurting him now.
"Alright, let's see what you got, my Lord."