Re: X-Mansion: A Phoenix, a Soldier, and a Witch
[Years of training with the Avengers had made her a proficient physical fighter, but only proficient, maybe on the weaker end of skilled, and it was rarely ever her first choice in a fight. Only when she needed to save the reserves of her energy, but this was one that needed to be over sooner, both she and the demon piggybacking on her agreed on that.
He staggered, caught himself, and light was already blooming at her fingertips again.
The first bolt went wide, smacking into a decrepit, rotting bench that had once been covered in living plants - that was unfortunate. It buckled and fell, light reappearing between her fingers like webs.
He was coming - lighter and faster than a bull, but he'd hurt like one if he caught her - and she rose onto the balls of her feet, her wrist rotating out. She had to slow him down, stop him if possible, and if pain wouldn't do it, maybe an increase in gravity would. It took a moment's concentration and that was all that was needed for him to collide with her, the spell flying loose from her fingers to go somewhere.
It was hard to know where, hard to even care when his head connected with hers, sparks of white doing an excited marathon from her field of vision and across her brain. She reached out for the nearest thing - him, sturdy, sturdy him - as her knees gave out and her mouth went slack with an 'OOF'. The pain was just enough to rattle the cobwebs free for a moment, her confusion radiating out of her thoughts.]