[ The Zealot is still lunging towards the pair, summoning hooks as Beatrice holds her ground, her shield blazing like the sun as each attack strikes against it. She is laughing the entire time, shrill and cruel and excited. ]
This is what it means to face the Golden Witch! You uuuuuuseless thiiiiing!
[ Her hand waves and the wisps of sweet smoke swirl around her and in an instant the pipe has turned into a shimmering sword of golden light. She darts forward, fairly flying over the ground, barely touching it as she lunges. The point of the sword pierces the Zealot and bears it backwards in a single horrid motion. ]
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[ The Zealot is still lunging towards the pair, summoning hooks as Beatrice holds her ground, her shield blazing like the sun as each attack strikes against it. She is laughing the entire time, shrill and cruel and excited. ]
This is what it means to face the Golden Witch! You uuuuuuseless thiiiiing!
[ Her hand waves and the wisps of sweet smoke swirl around her and in an instant the pipe has turned into a shimmering sword of golden light. She darts forward, fairly flying over the ground, barely touching it as she lunges. The point of the sword pierces the Zealot and bears it backwards in a single horrid motion. ]
DIIIIEEEEEE!!!!