Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Savannah growls, shaking the strain of the impact out of her fist, rolling the seed back into her sleeve. That guy wants to play dirty? Fine. She'll play dirty. Savannah springs backwards, prepping a better spell. Only, her magic fizzles out as it tries to leave her fingers. Her confused expression soon turns to one of anger as she realizes what happened. Eye twitching angrily, she sprints at the archmage, stealthily drawing her third and final knife into her hand. Readying her spear, Savannah jabs low, aiming for his feet. At the last second, she draws it back just enough, using it as a pole to vault over his shield and shank him in the face with her knife.