'Three above, Gwen's attacking from the left. Flares incoming right. Syrion preparing for physical counter.' Alice's eyes darted across the countless strands of energy surrounding her.
Reading, understanding, analysing the data and responding with the correct triggered cast.
Her brain was on fire, the world was moving both slow and fast.
Possibilities coming and going.
Pathways to attacks, dodges and even opportunities for her own retaliation.
But that was being greedy.
What she needed right now, what she intended to achieve, was the perfect defence!
Alice rolled across the ground, her hands gliding along the dirt and creating three nodes of blood.
Each exploding to form a spear, dispersing the flaming arrows that Gwen sends over.
Without even turning around, Alice snapped her finger, Tiamat's wings expelling a wave of energy to disrupt Syrion's attack.
