Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160908114616/@comment-25073873-20160912133959

Illya sighed and stretched her right arm out, a silver swirl forming into a unique, beautiful sword, which she swung at one of the ice spikes, shattering it, negating the attack, before she leapt sideways to avoid the rest. In a blink of an eye, the same white sparkle to summon her sword had changed her coat into her battle armor.

Illya's smile vanished from her face, as she gripped her sword with both hands, and she vanished as a flash of light, reappearing much closer to one of the wraiths, swinging her sword with both hands on it. Her sword wasn't very heavy, and she wasn't very strong, but against a wraith, it would probably be effective.