But if we don’t counter that mage, his magic will just yank us all up into the air or pin us to the ground.” More energy surged out from her. A hot thrill built and built in me, it grew with every step. She marched with such eagerness. The thin lances slipped through their protection, the death reaching up at me. “Guide my strokes. I’m so hungry for you.”
“You WON’T touch her!” bellowed my husband. Energy surged into the body, Aingeal enhancing us. “Supercharge my illusions like you did when we fought the ooze.”
Carsina glanced up at me, her ruby-bright hair spilling about her shocked features. In a ripple of rainbow light, the fist barreled through him, the ogres arm sinking into the insectoid things body. It hit us from all directions. The Paragon closed her eyes, ready for this tactic.
