panacea
The power of the light was enough to make the witch recoil. Eloise was freed from her clutches and returned to her master's side. But just as quickly as they had recovered, the witch had too, and sent forth tangible waves of darkness to engulf them. Amani fared better than her padawan, for what good it did. She winced and touched her forehead, feeling focus give way to an immutable sense of despair. It took a great foundation of willpower to resist the sinister manipulation. Thankfully, Amani could keep going through stubbornness alone. At least, for a time.
"Eloise?!" Amani looked back to see her padawan fleeing the scene. The knight was alone now. She grit her teeth, feeling that despair sink a little lower. Was she to die here? Brought low by a cowardly student and an obnoxious witch lingering long past her due date? Amani held her saber pike close, the light giving her some sense of stability in the chaos.
"Eloise?!" Amani looked back to see her padawan fleeing the scene. The knight was alone now. She grit her teeth, feeling that despair sink a little lower. Was she to die here? Brought low by a cowardly student and an obnoxious witch lingering long past her due date? Amani held her saber pike close, the light giving her some sense of stability in the chaos.