Re: Round 2
Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow! Vincent shakes her arm vigorously, reeling from the improvised attack and the punch that landed on her bicep. She feels numbness and heat all at the same time up to her shoulder in the arm she struck the fireball with. It wasn't meant to be a close range spell, and all but the most skilled human mages would certainly have blown their arm clean off with that tactic. She's pushed back a few feet as well, but managed to brace herself slightly before the impact.
She moves to take the high ground, weaving a more complex illusion for cover. A dozen mirror images of her weave and bob through the air, as she tries to peek into Iason's mind. Her opponent's mind is reeling.
Such disorientation. She must see what she can do to intensify it. She delves in, trying to pull out hallucinations of meaningful images to use against her.
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