Hikari
The fur of the werewolves were burnt from the lightning zaps that the Sabertooth ace had casted upon them. Blood oozed out from their injuries and Hika was immediately aware that these werewolves won’t last much longer, although their fury has been increasing more and more each time. Once again, the Paragon of Faith parted her legs slightly, her metallic boots kicking puffs of dust and sand as she did so, placing her hands beside her.
Upon summoning the spell, her gloved hands began to glow brightly in the night, zaps of lightning engulfing her fingers until her wrists. Afterwards, the rose haired woman would balled her hands into tight fists before she launched herself straight towards the pack of werewolves. It was as if she was throwing herself into a land of suicide. While in mid-air, the lightning mage thrusted her fist into the face of the wolf, smacking it hard onto the floor. With her reflexes increased, she could feel the energy surging through her body and her hands, she almost felt like she could punch through anything. Maximum energy driven inside the veins of her hands, the formidable mage thrashed her hands violently, striking at the werewolves that tried to surround her.
The werewolves should at least know that it wasn’t smart enough for them to get close to her. Her body instinctively emits lightning arcs to anyone that would serve as a threat to her — not to mention, it would hurt her comrades as well. From the rapid punches she threw, most of them were deadly injured; 2 knocked out. A smirk plastered across her lips as she prepared for another round of battle for the werewolves.
The booming of her voice reverberated through the vicinity of Haunted Village. With her hands stretched out forwards, a hemisphere of bright light emerged from thin air before bolts of lightning rained down onto the pack of werewolves that were surrounded by the hemisphere. The hemisphere was large enough to fit nearly all the wolves inside. The blaring noise of the thunder and lightning spread over the whole area. The darkness that engulfed the Sabertooth mages was now overwhelmed by the flames and the glow from her spell. It lit up the whole town for a brief second before the light shimmered down and vanished back into the air, leaving the grass burnt and pitch-black, the pack of wolves sprawled stationary on the ground.
”God’s Hands!”
Upon summoning the spell, her gloved hands began to glow brightly in the night, zaps of lightning engulfing her fingers until her wrists. Afterwards, the rose haired woman would balled her hands into tight fists before she launched herself straight towards the pack of werewolves. It was as if she was throwing herself into a land of suicide. While in mid-air, the lightning mage thrusted her fist into the face of the wolf, smacking it hard onto the floor. With her reflexes increased, she could feel the energy surging through her body and her hands, she almost felt like she could punch through anything. Maximum energy driven inside the veins of her hands, the formidable mage thrashed her hands violently, striking at the werewolves that tried to surround her.
The werewolves should at least know that it wasn’t smart enough for them to get close to her. Her body instinctively emits lightning arcs to anyone that would serve as a threat to her — not to mention, it would hurt her comrades as well. From the rapid punches she threw, most of them were deadly injured; 2 knocked out. A smirk plastered across her lips as she prepared for another round of battle for the werewolves.
”Heavenly Wrath!”
The booming of her voice reverberated through the vicinity of Haunted Village. With her hands stretched out forwards, a hemisphere of bright light emerged from thin air before bolts of lightning rained down onto the pack of werewolves that were surrounded by the hemisphere. The hemisphere was large enough to fit nearly all the wolves inside. The blaring noise of the thunder and lightning spread over the whole area. The darkness that engulfed the Sabertooth mages was now overwhelmed by the flames and the glow from her spell. It lit up the whole town for a brief second before the light shimmered down and vanished back into the air, leaving the grass burnt and pitch-black, the pack of wolves sprawled stationary on the ground.
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