"Come on! Come here! Give those legs!" the arm-bearer remained oddly joyous, even now that her white robes had now been tainted red by the mounting amount of cuts that were landing upon her body, still, she was swinging her heavy blade with the same ferocity as before.
This was making Ir'Houwl wonder if the white vapour was just that good at defence and keeping one going, or if it was just that the living woman was too lost in her mad delusions to even realise that she might just crumble at any time with that sort of wounds.
And she hadn't even shown much of the white vapour's abilities at all, the minor lord hadn't ended this fight already to see them in action against her, but the follower was just using it for two things, physical enhancement, and weapon enhancement to launch those blasts on impact.
