"Tough guy, huh!?" Not about to be deterred, Rita shifted her hands back into their casting position and started on another spell. Just as before, a magic circle manifested below her as Rita gathered the power she needed and ran through the spell's formula in her head. "This one won't miss!" she hollered at the metal man as she prepared her next strike.
The distance between Kratos and the enemy had already been closed, but Rita could hold her spell long enough to wait for an opening. The blast from the fireball's impact seemed to be much less than normal... even for an indirect hit. That was disappointing, but in a situation like this, it could be advantageous. It meant that Kratos wouldn't need to get too far away to avoid being caught in the blast and the flames.
For now, Rita waited with the fireball slowly forming between her hands. Sweat gathered at her forehead, and she felt it on her palms as well. It wasn't strange for a mage to feel this exhausted after ten or twenty consecutive spells, but two? Rita's pride wouldn't allow her to acknowledge the strain she was beginning to feel in her body.
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"Tough guy, huh!?" Not about to be deterred, Rita shifted her hands back into their casting position and started on another spell. Just as before, a magic circle manifested below her as Rita gathered the power she needed and ran through the spell's formula in her head. "This one won't miss!" she hollered at the metal man as she prepared her next strike.
The distance between Kratos and the enemy had already been closed, but Rita could hold her spell long enough to wait for an opening. The blast from the fireball's impact seemed to be much less than normal... even for an indirect hit. That was disappointing, but in a situation like this, it could be advantageous. It meant that Kratos wouldn't need to get too far away to avoid being caught in the blast and the flames.
For now, Rita waited with the fireball slowly forming between her hands. Sweat gathered at her forehead, and she felt it on her palms as well. It wasn't strange for a mage to feel this exhausted after ten or twenty consecutive spells, but two? Rita's pride wouldn't allow her to acknowledge the strain she was beginning to feel in her body.