[color=0076a3][h3][center]~~Seleth~~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Urgh, she needed to end this fast. If she could just tire him out - she could win. She could claim a victory here for her house...no, that was wrong. She could claim a victory for herself. For the Goddess Aylama. She wasn't concerned with politics or the affairs of her family. Not now. All she just wanted was proof - vindication that she was the heir to her family's name. Proof that she wasn't weak compared to others. Proof that her faith and skills weren't mere fakes.

[color=0076a3]"[i]Hah[/i]."[/color] Seleth laughed, despite her weariness. She wiped the dirt off her face, smirking assuredly at Varjan. That taught might have worked, in other circumstances. She was known by her desire to rather stand out. Make a big display of her victories. But realistically, if she wasted any mana on flashiness then she'd lose.

But she did have one idea. One final, last, idea.

[color=0076a3]"What I've got, Varjan?"[/color] The Dark elf knew how to antagonize. [color=0076a3]"Maybe you should get serious first? Or are you [i]that[/i] weak and pathetic? You're attacks have barely had any affect. You don't deserve the title of 'prodigy'."[/color] As she spoke, she began weaving a few spells of her own.

[color=0076a3]"But fine. I'll give you a little lesson in [i]force.[/i] Merciful Aylama."[/color] In front of her, she prepared an amplification field. A little mimicry. It would take what little mana she had left, but she needed something big to distract Varjan with. She just needed one last spell after this. [color=0076a3]"Comforter of the spurned, lady of shadows, and goddess of the home and rest."[/color] Seleth clapped her hands together, holding them tightly as a shimmering field appeared in front of her, the amplification field being laid. [color=0076a3]"As your humble servant, I ask thee, guide my blade and body to victory so I may bring peace to those who need it!"[/color]

Extending her arms to either side, Seleth formed a spear, before launching it through the Amplification field. She was banking on both her taunt and the seeming power of this spell to taunt Varjan into attacking - for she had laid one final peace behind her. A mirror, aimed right to Varjan.

This was assuming he struck her with a ranged attack - a hefty gamble. As soon as he did attack, she'd use the last mana she had as a Dark Step to flee.