Trial Of Ice And Determination (Part 3)
As soon as Cecilia's feet hit the ground, she surged forward, her body crackling with lightning as she propelled herself toward the shortest Magus.
Her sword gleamed in her hand, the metal almost humming with energy.
In an instant, she closed the distance between them, moving faster than most could even blink.
With a swift, precise slash, her sword tore through his robes, cutting through the orb hidden in his pocket with a single motion.
Three seconds. That was all it took for her to close the distance and deal with the Magus.
The Magus gasped, his eyes widening as he looked down at the shredded remnants of his pocket, and then at the dark void where his focus had once been.
The horror slowly crept across his face as he realized his failure.