And just like that, in the blink of an eye, Eris summons over ten freaking shadow rods.
Sure, they aren't sharp—but they still look intimidating as hell. Thick, dense, writhing with dark mana. If I get hit by those, I'm pretty sure it'll still hurt like crazy!
"Hmmm…" Alter's eyes narrow, her usual smirk faltering for the first time. "Now that I think about it… I might've gone a bit too far. We could be in trouble, Felicia."
Eh?
EHHHHH?!
ALTER—WHAT DO YOU MEAN TROUBLE?!
She swore she could handle Eris! She laughed at the idea of darkness magic being a threat!
Don't tell me—
DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME—
She overestimated herself, and now we're— fucked?
NYOOOOOOOOO—!!
"You know, you are scaring Felicia right now." Alter says to Eris with a smirk.
"Well, I have to get my mini Felicias, no matter what!" Eris grins, wild and untamed. "I'm sorry Felicia, this gonna hurt A LITTLE!"
Her hand snaps forward—
WWOOOOOSH!
WOOSH! WWOOOSH! WWOOOSH!
