Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171215074720

(Hound/Scorn/Doc/Flame) Sif is simply no longer where she was, the wind howling like a wolf as she rushes forward and collides with the fireball meant for Cirelle. The fireball is rent in half from the sheer speed of the slash of her Ultra-greatsword.

Anri does not fair as well. Her magic orbs shoot from their hovering position to the fireball, pelting it enough to shrink it considerably, but she still takes a hit in the shoulder from a sizable chunk of fire.

"MMM-MMMPH-MMMM!!" she moans as she bites her lip, forcing herself to bear with fireballs impact as she pulls her hand free of her bag and slathers a bit of Kamaitachi medicine it.

Seiglind intercepts the incoming fireball with a slow, powerful swing of her great machete. Unlike Sif, she is unable to cut through the fire, but she weighty blow still forces it to change course just enough to only graze along her inner arm.