[center][h1][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h1][/center] [center][h3][color=red][b]Merge Rate:[/b][/color] 22% [/h3][/center] [center][color=darkgreen]Location[/color]: Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Out behind the local Grillby's what were drunks would get in fistfights if the town weren't so wholesome[/center] [center][color=darkgreen][b]Level 8[/b][/color] - (69/80) + 1 [/center] [center]Word Counter: 394 [/center] [@Lugubrious][@darkred] [hr] Linkle jumped as the ice rushed toward her, kicking off the back of the bar for extra height and letting it rush off underneath her. She landed only to watch in amazement and horror as all her bolts were simply expelled, pushed out by what looked like the glow of the wild mans tattoos. In just a moment his skin was as unmarred as that of a newborn baby. That cheater. They weren't supposed to be able to do that. Only Blazermate should be able to do that. At his taunt Linkle pulled a bottle a viscous green liquid from a pouch on her belt, quickly chugging the whole thing in two big gulps and placing the bottle back. She could feel the potion swirling in her guts, conveying an internal supply of magic to whatever organ you kept your magic in. She had a feeling she was going to need to whip that out at some point. Even if she wanted to abandon the fight, she couldn't. She had seen how fast he was, there was no doubt the Stranger would overtake her if she tried and he had no reason to let her leave. "Always." She replied, putting her crossbows away. Then, instead of charging at him, she clasped her hands in front of her and slammed them into the ground like he had. Her hair flashed blue again as a wave of ice similar to his shot at him. Linkle didn't stop, she jumped to her feet and began moving back while shooting icicles at him from her palms. The ice had better range than her bows and she needed that as she moved away, into the snowfield around the town. Those wouldn't hurt him, she was pretty sure of that. That didn't matter. She wanted to draw him off. Away from Snowdin so he couldn't put her through any more poor buildings or the people that lived in them. Only just now thinking about did she find it strange. She felt like she should be in much more pain from being punched through a building.