Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171023142236/@comment-25073873-20171030035114

"Don't burn my dress, you stupid interloper! How dare you shoot that unrefined spell at me!" shouted Illya angrily as she pulled herself forward with her left arm, leaping as well. With her right, she had picked up the fallen bandit's sword.

It caused Illya to move extremely fast, avoiding most of the spell, which singed her boots and skirt. She had calculated her trajectory and rolled to end up near the spell sword, lashing out with her borrowed blade to cut the man's legs off knee down.