"Shadow magic - Shadow Spears." Sylphie called out as she shaped her shadow into two spears that danced around her as they combated the opponents spell.
Sylphie herself was sprinting through the blood mist as she attempted locating her enemy.
"Blood magic - Red Restraints." The mist coagulated and wrapped around Sylphie and she fell to the ground.
'If only I had a little more shadow around.' Sylphie thought as her hands flashed and the blood ropes were cut and she twisted her body to avoid the spears that jabbed at her.
"No. As an assassin, thinking that way is a sign of being third-rate." Sylphie shook her heads as she listened to her instincts and leaped up and a blood spear emerged and just grazed her back.
"Collapse." Where the spear drew blood, a black imprint former and Sylphie felt her body freeze up as she collapsed to the ground unable to move her body.
