[She walked forward a couple steps, contemplating which spell to show off. After a challenge like that, she might as well do something impressive. She spread her feet, shifted her weight between them to keep rhythm, and activated the formula needed: it appeared as a glowing glyph beneath her feet, golden in colour.]
O sharpened rage, run through that which blocks our future...Stalagmite!
[She whirled around, arms extended, and the ground in front of her rumbled. Sharp pillars of stone exploded upwards, flinging earth everywhere.]
action~
O sharpened rage, run through that which blocks our future...Stalagmite!
[She whirled around, arms extended, and the ground in front of her rumbled. Sharp pillars of stone exploded upwards, flinging earth everywhere.]