[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Alusq]

"Dragon!" For the first time, it seemed, one of the creatures was expressing some sort of emotion. The realization that there's a dragon looming before you, Renata supposed, could make anyone—

"...'s Gate. This is a message from Lord Nergal..."
Never mind. Renata dryly grunted the incantation to assail the shaman approaching her with a burst of light. No sooner did she turn to distract another one of the approaching foes than it had already disappeared under a blanket of fire and steam, courtesy of Raye. Fire and... steam? The second incantation Renata had been preparing was immediately dropped in favour of a warding prayer. She may have had plenty of past experience dealing with anima magic, but a spell as powerful as the one her gut told her was trained right on her was of a threat level all its own.

Up against a slight incline, Renata opted to dive in whichever direction gravity could take her quickest and leaped at the shamanic morph, sword out. A proper human foe might have been caught off guard by the maneuvre, but the morph simply kept at its task and conjured a soul-draining cloud of darkness to catch her. Lightning rent the air just beside the combatants, a few stray arcs finding their way into both of them as they staggered to re-gain their footing on the incline. To Renata's horror, her adversary was basically unfazed.