Dixie

The magi orc did exactly as Nina wanted him to. He threw his energy to the sky and lightning like daggers rained down towards Nina. Nina shielded herself and the first of the daggers were deflected. Then she halted the remainder of the razor bolts and, pouring her own magic into them, hurled them at the orc.
The orc had no time to prepare, as her movements were so fast as to be unseen.
The daggers pierced his skull and neck and he fell to the ground in a bloody mass.
Nina found that she was not nearly as exhausted as she had been after their first battle. Perhaps her abilities were becoming sharper and stronger, but why? Why, after all this time, could she harness her power without injury to herself?
Seeing Vanelee approaching her, the question was answered. She was drawing strength from the elf and her love. 'That's convenient,' she thought, smiling wearily.

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scared me half to death, now i'm half dead.