[h1]Alice and Stark[/h1]

Alice fought every urge to simply aim between the Mad King's eyes and pull the trigger. Every word spewing from that man's mouth only caused her to frown more and grip her holstered weapon on her hip tighter. As per her nature she only half listened to the insane man and ,instead, observed their surroundings. It took her a moment but a new location was very clear to her, making no move towards it until the fighting began-so that she would have her position hidden for as long as possible. 

As the barrage of arrows rained down upon them Stark witnessed, first hand, the chaos of war. A blue spell circle came into existence as the water from her water packs began to move to her will. The water shot forth and created something of a bubbled barrier above herself and those surrounding her. It didn't destroy the arrows but it slowed them enough that they simply clattered to the ground, useless. She assessed the others and a scream stuck in her throat as Damon fell only to rise again. She was dazed for a moment before realizing that she too needed to act. The smaller girl dismounted her horse before focusing in on the target- the heavy armored front lines. She knew of her own weaknesses and knew that she'd have to think outside of the box for this one. She kept to the back lines for now as she struggled to figure out the most effective method of fighting.

An idea came to her just as one of them get limp and fell face first into the ground, red leaking from his helmet. A rather broad grin spread across Stark's face as her water soaked into the ground-rushing towards the enemy with speed and stealth. More heavy line soldiers were falling from a hidden sniper positioned between two sizable boulders just outside the immediate fight; Stark's brow came together as her magic surged. The water snaked up the legs of several heavy soldiers and made their way towards their arms and hands. Extending her arms outward her water pushed out from under the armor- breaking it off of the soldiers bodies and clattering to the floor. She'd made the perfect chance to take out the enemy.


When the initial fighting broke out she'd been graced by good luck to be in the cover zone behind Christopher. As soon as she could she'd dismounted the horse, quick firing into the enemy as much as she could without hitting her fellow fighters. She'd gone to the position she spotted earlier- taking cover behind rocks as she took off the heavy box she always carried on her back. With trained quickness a long range sniper rifle was pieced together and ready to go. 

[b]"Good girl."[/b] Alice calmly stated as Stark made an opening for her- more targets between her cross hairs. A green spell circle glowed gently at the muzzle of the sniper rifle and in the scopes sights. Those that were now scrambling to piece on at least some of their armor in the view. With a calm exhale her finger pulled the trigger. Several bullets passed through the skulls of the enemy at once- all of them crumpling as Alice pulled the now empty clip of enchanted bullets- replacing it with a set of standard bullets. She shifted her aim a bit to the rear of the enemy. Her goal? Killing off as many as she could manage so that the enemy would panic when they realized they were "being attacked from behind". Thus, she set to work in killing as many as she could as quickly as she could.

Stark advanced forward with a new idea as the girl realized Alice had shifted targets. Thanks to the hole she'd made it was easy to get into the ranks and go to work. She pushed the thoughts and fears from her mind and simply battled; using her smaller size and speed to her advantage as water enveloped two soldier’s heads. Her open palmed hands curled into fists and down the soldiers went in red bloody messes. 

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end a split second before she turned around. Expecting an enemy she instead saw Sir Maul’s on top of an enemy, quite literally eating his face….well, it was more of quick crunching and ripping? Shredding perhaps? Stark stared for a moment before the massive beast looked up at her and seemed to wiggle before going on it’s multi legged rampage. [b]”Looks like we might have a leg up on this one…”[/b] She quietly mused to herself before snapping back into battle as she dodged a sword.

She reacted without much thought as her left arm swept across her body, a thin stream of water extending from her fingertips, to slice the man’s throat open. Her right hand pushed, palm out, towards his face. The water forcing its way into his body via the slit in the throat. He fell to the ground in a heap-bleeding out while having a heart and lungs filled with water. Stark yelled out in pain as a blade sliced one of her arms on a back swing from a fight she’d been too close to. 

Her silvery eyes slitted as she bared her teeth as her water reformed once again to change into an extension of her own arm- a large claw like shape that returned the cuts along the side of the H’kelan soldier. Finding this one of the more effective methods she continued on dodging and swinging her watery claws into the enemy.