Asqa spun midair. Her white coat flaring with the wind and rain. Her wand glowed a sickly green, pulsing like a living heart.
With a flick of her wrist, hundreds of greenish arrows exploded from the tip of her wand. Each of it trailing venomous energy and lashing in a different direction.
The sky filled with streaks of poisonous light that ancing like serpent fangs.
The arrows howled as they fell unnaturaly fast. The arrows guided by hunger for living targets.
The soldiers on the ground stared upward, momentarily frozen by fear and by the recognition of the spell's terrifying nature.
The veterans among them had seen what this type of magic could do. This was no ordinary rain of arrows. This was a killing garden in the sky.
"Barrier! NOW!" a mage commander barked.
