Sorin Clan - Vampire Bloodline (3).
The air crackled with an eerie energy, swirling in black and purple hues as Carmilla’s hand became engulfed in a vortex of electricity after she snapped her fingers.
With a deafening roar, a barrage of black lightning bolts unleashed from Carmilla’s fingertips, each bolt honing in on its target which is Cassandra
With unwavering precision.
“Shit!” Cassandra, who had remained silent since the start of the fight, cursed as she observed the lightning bolts hurtling toward her.
Though they weren’t any larger than the previous [Dark Bolt] spell, but the imminent danger sent alarm bells ringing within her, as she knew at that moment she had to avoid getting struck by this attack.
Because the lightning currents that had been coursing around her body, unable to harm her all this while, now surged with increased vigor, seemingly agitated by the new spell directed at her, it was as if every cell in her body screamed against making contact with the attack.