K'pandolu made a face at that. "Not permanently-" she called, because she was better at it now, but she hadn't at first realised how much of a toll spellcasting was in its own way. And the longer it went on, the worse it got.

Though she turned as quickly as she could to spot him, the Lancet caught her off guard and she stumbled, before taking a better grip on her sword and pushing forwards. One more strike-!