The whole place erupted into battle. Elven warriors fired volley after volley—arrows slicing through the cold air, glowing faintly thanks to the coffee Qi Spirit magic boost.
Jin activated every rune he had, sigils blazing across his arms like molten neon frost.
Henry and Joff stood in front of me and Coffi, trembling but determined.
Sir Alex sliced through a spider twice his size, mana blazing, snow exploding around him.
Coffi stabbed wildly at spider legs, screaming insults about their ancestors.
Chubby threw miniature fire bursts like an angry oven spirit.
And me?
I screamed, raised my hands, and blasted again:
KRRRRRRRRAAAAAAASSSSSHHHHH!!!
The entire cave shook. Ice stalactites cracked and plummeted.
A shockwave of Qi blew spider corpses across the cavern like a blizzard of regret.
Alex whipped his head toward me, hair covered in frost and spider bits.
"My lady… your Qi… it's—"
I shouted with the dignity of a warrior, "DO NOT SAY POWERFUL. I AM VERY FRAGILE."
