The half-done levitation cantrip reduced Harrier's weight by at least half. She skidded down the white scree slope in a fountain of snow, gaining distance from The Thousand Eyed Angel. His roar followed her, but nothing else did. It was all she could do not to laugh out loud.
She plummeted to the base of the slope and botched the landing with an almighty thump. Snow poofed in all directions, including down the tops of her boots. It was going to take some delicate College magic to keep her warm and dry after this.
Nevertheless, the necromancer walked off whistling.
She plummeted to the base of the slope and botched the landing with an almighty thump. Snow poofed in all directions, including down the tops of her boots. It was going to take some delicate College magic to keep her warm and dry after this.
Nevertheless, the necromancer walked off whistling.
