Magical Arts

I shook my head, unable to take my eyes off the fight between Fable and the monstrous centipede. In his monstrous form, the wolf was more able to compete in size and strength, yet no matter how he engaged, the fight led nowhere. Letting out a sigh, I met Korra's inquisitive gaze with a shake of my head.

"It's not good. The monster's just too big to fight properly, and its armor deflects anything that might be able to hurt it. Even when Fable got under its armor, I doubt he did any substantial damage. I can't see any weaknesses in its soul either, though, oddly enough, it's not using any magical techniques. How about you? Are your arts having any effect?"

Korra scowled and crossed her arms beneath her breasts. "Same problem. I can slow a few of its legs, or even its jaws, but it doesn't last long. I think it floods any place I attack with mana, overwhelming and breaking the debuffs after just a second or two."

"Mana?" I echoed faintly.