 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Sylvie had known it was coming, she'd even said as much to the group like five seconds ago, but nothing could have prepared her for the horrible noise of wood giving way and hordes of inferi suddenly pouring through the castle doorway. With a YELP and a jump backwards, she wished she had a friend with her, someone she could trust, to help her fight the invasion.
Perhaps they weren't like the Scourge, these inferi. Perhaps they were more like the Legion. And this was.. like the raid. A real life RAID.
"NO YOU DON'T!" she SCREAMED at the hands that were suddenly coming towards her, wand pointed RIGHT at them. "INCENDIO! INCENDIO INCENDIO INCENDIO," the sixteen year old bellowed, good old fashioned fire much preferred over any fancy lassos as she aimed her wand at the incoming inferi. She wasn't that good at magic tricks anyways, but her aim was always dead on. Archery practice and dueling club had at least taught her that.
Briefly listening to the exchange about the treasure, it was obvious to Sylvie that she would be staying right here to defend the school with Marchand. Let the others run off to do their quest, she had her castle to save. But in the time she was distracted she had forgotten about creating more fire, and screamed as an inferius tore through her robes and left a deep, bleeding gash on her shoulder and down her arm.
It HURT and she wanted to cry but it also gave her this weird sort of clarity and she knew EXACTLY what she needed to do. Sylvie jumped away with a cry and spun quickly to face the inferius with a spell already on her lips, eyes alight and wand out. "INCENDIO DUA! YOU SACK OF DRAGON POOP."
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
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