Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170724123808/@comment-25073873-20170801133906

Amaryllis smiled, as her eyes widened and she focused, time appearing to grind to a halt from her point of view. The lightning slowed to a crawl midair, as Amaryllis stepped to the side and dashed forward with magicka burst.

Then time resumed from Amaryllis' point of view as she brought her sword down on the hand the Count used to cast the lightning storm. To the Count, it would be that he simply fired his attack through an afterimage of Amaryllis, who was now in front of him bringing her sword down.