The lightning dissipated when the Witch took note of the arrows hurtling towards her on either side. This time, she couldn't draw them away with whatever manner of spell it was, so she was forced to move, leaping back, darting out of their trajectory as swiftly as possible, one hand on her head to keep her hat in place.

And yet, her attentions seemed to be drifting elsewhere. Indeed, aside from keeping on her toes, Fierense's target had ceased to be the archer knight at all.

Instead, it seemed, now that she had positioned herself further back in the room, her eyes were falling on the barrier around the necromancer and his hostage.

Before anything else could happen, though, a bag of flour hurtling her way took her off-guard. While she was able to jump out of its direct trajectory, the fact it ruptured only a meter or two ahead of her still made for a somewhat more difficult situation.

"Tch, trying to make it even harder for me?" she complained with a sigh, electricity crackling around her once more, "Fine, I've still got a clear shot."

She was raising her arm again, lightning flowing along it. This time, she wasn't aiming in Cecilia's direction. She was aiming past the undead, around the swarm, directly towards the side of the barrier, through the cloud of flour.

It wasn't as if it was going to move.

She didn't have to see it. She knew it was going to hit.

All she had to do was-

Fierense's gaze fell upon a knight that had just arrived.

He was an ingvarr, that much was obvious to her. That alone wasn't anything of note.

No, it was the axe he gripped in his hands.

The air was vibrating, now. The cloud of flour in the air began to burn, catching fire, as lightning crackling across Fierense's body, carrying her hair into the air. As she turned to face the knights, the scattered armor from fallen undead began to vibrate, too, rattling across the ground.

There was fury in her eyes.

"It wasn't enough to kill him, was it?" she asked, "I knew it. I knew it all along. I knew that bastard would send him to his death. But that wasn't enough, was it?"

She raised her arm as electricity ran across it, sparking between her fingertips.

"You're a knight, aren't you? You're supposed to be noble, aren't you? Not some kind of [i]damned vulture![/i]"

The flour burned brighter as the lightning witch took aim.

"I'm going to kill you, ingvarr. And anyone who gets in my way."

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