Even if she was thinking straight, she wouldn't have expected the tentacles. But she isn't a veteran magical girl for nothing, and she swings her spear up to block it, keep it from being a direct hit, even if it sends her flying back.
She flips around in midair, plants her feet against some kind of rocky formation that's appeared behind her, and launches herself right back at the god.
"I'm gonna beat your face in, that's what!"
She has an opening -- She thinks she has an opening -- Brilliant blue light in the corner of her eye. "Shit!" She swings her spear to knock it away, but it throws off her trajectory, and she's still sent sailing towards the ground instead. She lands on her feet in a crouch, blood boiling, but doesn't have time to even put eyes on the god -- She has to dodge another strike, rolling to the side.
If only she had enough magic left -- If only she had kept her temper back in the illusion of her dad's church... Hah. This isn't her first time in this position, is it? This is how she'd died. Ran out of magic to defend herself with. She could summon Rosso Phantasma for the first time since coming to the train, and she thinks it'd give her the edge she needs, but if she did...
She doesn't want to fail someone else. Not like this. Not again. Not ever. But she can feel it, the cold starting to seep into her limbs. Does she have enough magic to save Yondu, at least? If she can't even protect one person who matters to her before dying...
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She flips around in midair, plants her feet against some kind of rocky formation that's appeared behind her, and launches herself right back at the god.
"I'm gonna beat your face in, that's what!"
She has an opening -- She thinks she has an opening -- Brilliant blue light in the corner of her eye. "Shit!" She swings her spear to knock it away, but it throws off her trajectory, and she's still sent sailing towards the ground instead. She lands on her feet in a crouch, blood boiling, but doesn't have time to even put eyes on the god -- She has to dodge another strike, rolling to the side.
If only she had enough magic left -- If only she had kept her temper back in the illusion of her dad's church... Hah. This isn't her first time in this position, is it? This is how she'd died. Ran out of magic to defend herself with. She could summon Rosso Phantasma for the first time since coming to the train, and she thinks it'd give her the edge she needs, but if she did...
She doesn't want to fail someone else. Not like this. Not again. Not ever. But she can feel it, the cold starting to seep into her limbs. Does she have enough magic to save Yondu, at least? If she can't even protect one person who matters to her before dying...