[ She expected another Flare. She would have had time to block another Flare. This golden light was bright but, unlike the last attack, it did not originate from a single point and Meiling was moving too fast. Her only chance was a suicidal move: dance through the rain.
A pair of them lance her shoulder directly. Another set streak far too close to her face for comfort and, had she been wearing the hat, it surely would have pierced her star. She cries out and stomps the ground again as she runs. It's hard enough to buckle the concrete even as it is peppered with magical energy, and she uses that force to propel her forward at an incredible speed. Her foot trails a red flare of light behind it as she arcs through the distance between them. ]
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A pair of them lance her shoulder directly. Another set streak far too close to her face for comfort and, had she been wearing the hat, it surely would have pierced her star. She cries out and stomps the ground again as she runs. It's hard enough to buckle the concrete even as it is peppered with magical energy, and she uses that force to propel her forward at an incredible speed. Her foot trails a red flare of light behind it as she arcs through the distance between them. ]