For a few seconds, Cassie continues to hover above them, her eyes closed as her body glows with energy. Then they open, narrow and focused.
"Time on target," she mutters.
Then comes the artillery. On the periphery, a spread of qi blasts connect with the trolls, stunning them and knocking them back. Simultaneously, in the center, comes the main strike. Cassie's boot slams into the dome of a troll's head. Then through it, down into the torso. Then further still.
no subject
"Time on target," she mutters.
Then comes the artillery. On the periphery, a spread of qi blasts connect with the trolls, stunning them and knocking them back. Simultaneously, in the center, comes the main strike. Cassie's boot slams into the dome of a troll's head. Then through it, down into the torso. Then further still.
She's managed to make one very smelly salsa dip.