Goal: 200 words.
Written: 301 words.

Verity ran down the stairs, taking two at a time in her haste to get to Jon who was screaming as burns appeared across his arms and face. She jumped the last two stairs and dropped to a knee, pinching his upper arm sharply to try and break the illusion, but not succeeding.

She looked around, on the floor next to the altar was a trap door that she sensed the magic was hidden behind. She ran over to it, blasting it open with a bolt of lightning from her hand and falling to her knees next to it and looking inside.

Back upstairs Todd was still deflecting and absorbing attacks. The man just didn’t seem to run out of energy.

“Don’t you ever do anything but block, you’re no damn fun!” The man yelled, accompanying it with a particularly violent fireball that knocked Todd back to the wall despite his blocking spell. He rose and began to draw a complex pattern, culminating with a violent slash of his arm that opened a large cut across the man’s chest.

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