Weizoth's spiritual blade was lodged in the rubber Gwen tossed at it, but only for a moment, as it made a forceful flourish and sliced itself free. Seeming to have a will of its own, the blade continued to hover in the air and harass Gwen, slashing vertically downwards at her dominate arm's shoulder.
Weizoth fingers were crushed and warped to the point where he was forced to drop his sword. His book's page began rapidly flipping again, and the effect on him was dispelled. A black cloud of negative energy formed around his hands as he took a moment to make his fingers snap back into a usable state and pick up his sword again.
Weizoth fingers were crushed and warped to the point where he was forced to drop his sword. His book's page began rapidly flipping again, and the effect on him was dispelled. A black cloud of negative energy formed around his hands as he took a moment to make his fingers snap back into a usable state and pick up his sword again.