[ The fireballs surprise her, though. She's not expecting magic, not from this scared, fragile-looking young woman. Lucretia manages to avoid one of them, but the other catches the hem of her robe, setting it alight.
Her eyes narrow, and she casts a quick Ray of Frost at her own feet, dousing the flame. Then she glares down at Dany again. Now she's annoyed. ]
Cute trick.
[ But how is she with defensive magic? She raises her staff again, and casts Ice Storm, raining icy hailstones down on Dany. ]
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[ The fireballs surprise her, though. She's not expecting magic, not from this scared, fragile-looking young woman. Lucretia manages to avoid one of them, but the other catches the hem of her robe, setting it alight.
Her eyes narrow, and she casts a quick Ray of Frost at her own feet, dousing the flame. Then she glares down at Dany again. Now she's annoyed. ]
Cute trick.
[ But how is she with defensive magic? She raises her staff again, and casts Ice Storm, raining icy hailstones down on Dany. ]