27.6 Fighting Retreat

Following his eyesight, I avoided the first attack by briefly flitting towards the nearest available cover, the fireball exploding on contact with the charred wood as I resumed my mad dash toward my sister. The images still colored my mind every time I saw her lying prone on the ground, but my rage and determination spurred me on as I anticipated the second fireball's direction and speed. Dashing to my right as I narrowly avoided being burnt to a crisp by the second attack, I pushed forward towards the waiting Primzahl, my stride becoming ever so slightly longer with each step that I took.

"IMPRESSIVE."

Baring my swords at the ready, I wasn't going to delude myself that I could simply swipe my sister off the ground when the Primzahl was standing right next to her. It would only invite the possibility of a counterattack the moment I exposed my bare back to the guy.

*FWOOSH! FWOOSH!*