rialynn: (What's happening to my world D:)
Rialynn Kollmann ([personal profile] rialynn) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife 2017-02-21 04:48 am (UTC)

Rialynn's magical defenses spiked! It was an odd feeling, the tingles of the spell washing over her like that, but she flicked a quick smile at her companion. If that thing decided to blast her with water, she was better off with the effects of the Prayer than without. She was just glad it hadn't resulted in magical offense going up, since she had little of that to speak of.

She skidded across the snow as the Sahagin thrust the tines of its enormous trident at her, running awkwardly as she did her best to avoid the deeper drifts of snow that would only serve to slow her down. It still wasn't activating its ability, and until it did, her chances of dealing any significant damage remained minimal.

So, when all else failed? Psych it out.

"Eat Thundaga, ugly!" she shouted, pulling back her fist and tensing her muscles until her arm began to shake. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Hexagons of light double-plated over the crystal-studded beast as it narrowed its eyes at Rialynn with a scaly smile. And just like that, the knowledge filtered into Rialynn's head, her crystal flaring with a warm light. Mighty Guard had been learned!

"Got it!" she crowed triumphantly, and flung a ball of snow at the creature's face. It snorted in surprise, shaking it off as Rialynn invoked Mognet Central to switch to her Gunner job. It wasn't yet at maximum potential, but it meant she could shoot the Sahagin and run away until it finally dropped.

But first things first. She cast Mighty Guard over herself and Naminé, just in case the situation soured for whatever reason. The Sahagin was faster now, but so were they, and the playing field remained...mostly equal? Unchanged, at least. She backpedaled furiously, plugging the creature's face full of bullets.

Her luck wouldn't hold up forever. As she was firing, the sahagin returned fire with a sudden gushing jetstream of water powered out of its mouth. There was no time to go spoony, and the bard was blasted across the snow, hitting a protruding rock with an unsettling crunch.

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