"You BITCHES!" Rector bellowed, ripping the ice spikes from his body with a sickening sound. Blood dripped from the wounds, but he seemed unfazed, his fury palpable as he charged at them once more.
Agatha and Leaf braced themselves, their magic surging through their veins. Agatha's hands glowed with a faint, greenish light, while Leaf's hands fog up with icy frost. They were determined to stand their ground, their eyes fixed on the advancing figure.
Just before Rector could close the gap, he stumbled. Blood sprayed from his legs, back, chest, and arms, the injuries stark against his pale skin. He fell forward, his momentum carrying him a few more feet before he collapsed.