She ignores the taunts. She has more important things to worry about, and letting herself be goaded won't help her survive.
Ignoring the spell that slows her where she stands isn't as easy. She fights it, trying in vain to put on a burst of speed and break through, but the spell wears off on its own a few seconds later. She catches sight of the bottle out of the corner of her eye, rolling instinctively away and raising her staff at the same time to cast a shield -
A shield that stutters and dies as soon as the glass hits the ground and shatters. Lucretia stares in disbelief, trying again to cast the spell, but it doesn't work and she doesn't have time to keep trying. He's on his way.
She flips over, staggering to her feet, and starts to run again, flat out, not bothering to look behind her. Not like she could do anything anyway, not without her magic.
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Ignoring the spell that slows her where she stands isn't as easy. She fights it, trying in vain to put on a burst of speed and break through, but the spell wears off on its own a few seconds later. She catches sight of the bottle out of the corner of her eye, rolling instinctively away and raising her staff at the same time to cast a shield -
A shield that stutters and dies as soon as the glass hits the ground and shatters. Lucretia stares in disbelief, trying again to cast the spell, but it doesn't work and she doesn't have time to keep trying. He's on his way.
She flips over, staggering to her feet, and starts to run again, flat out, not bothering to look behind her. Not like she could do anything anyway, not without her magic.