Artie tried to move her body, but her muscles were hardly responding.
'How did my spell backfire?' she thought as she fought against herself, struggling to free her muscles from the spell's paralysing effect.
And then came the giant's foot, casting a large shadow over her.
'Damn it!'
She let out a battle cry as she forced her body to move. It was too late to escape, so she channeled all her leftover mana into her arms and raised them above her head, receiving the giant's foot with a muffled groan.
It was beyond foolish. There was no way she could stop a giant that size with her bare hands. But she was not going to lie down and die!
There was no way she was going to die at the hands of a high elf!
"Give me your best shot!" she screamed, her messy red hair fluttering by her sides.
Artie's shoulder groaned as the foot pushed her down. Cracks spread through the floor underneath her feet. Blood spurted out of her mouth. But she kept pushing.
