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– Nebos, stay alive! – Kamistella muttered and threw the mushroom as far away from herself as possible.
Apparently, the knight was manipulating space, because how else could he pull off this trick with two individuals sitting at opposite ends of the same pool, considering that he attacked the exact opposite target, without powers similar to those of Myst, is completely unclear.
However, the minimum task was achieved: although the lunar elf didn't know it, the black knight couldn't kill only her with a single attack, which means that now he has disgraced himself for all eternity.
– Oh, your advice, my dear Kimchilla, was still wrong... there was nothing good waiting for me on this path... Life is fleeting!
Probably, the knight came for the archmage, and therefore it is not surprising that he is so strong. He was prepared for a much more serious opponent than some novice sorceress... she... just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time... witnesses are definitely not needed for the murder. Soon he will come here and finish what he started.
– Akonia... cleanse... my... soul... – Kamistella reached out to the sky.
But then she decided to check if she could heal herself with magic. If successful, at least she would suffer a little less while waiting for the end.
In any case, after this attempt, she crawls on her hands in a random direction.
