Eight Intertwined

56 - Tempest

Bifelgan had barely managed to get a grip on her sense of balance by the time that Alfyn charged in her direction. She was still somewhat disoriented by the team attack Cyrus and Tressa had carried out, and that left her rooted to the spot for long enough for Alfyn to slam straight into her. He didn't have as large of a frame as Olberic or H'aanit, but it was more than enough to knock Bifelgan off balance. She slid backwards, digging the bottom of her spear into the ground to try and keep herself upright. It halfway worked, and she was able to stay on her feet even though she seemed so clearly tempted to completely crumble. Still, she was rather shaken up, and the best she could do when Alfyn struck at her with his axe a moment later was raise her spear to block the strike. Alfyn's weapon bounced off the shaft of the lance, and he took a few steps backwards with a frown.

Luckily for Alfyn, the assault on Bifelgan didn't end there. Therion and Primrose had coordinated a team attack of their own, sneaking up behind the goddess and striking at her with their daggers. Because she was so caught off guard, Bifelgan could do nothing but let her eyes go wide as she was forced backwards through the air. She flailed wildly for a moment before getting a grip on herself midair, manipulating the wind around her to cushion her fall. She rolled and landed in a crouched position with her spear pressed flat against the ground in front of her. Bifelgan's hair had been left to fly freely around her, unhindered by her sudden motions of abrupt uncertainty. She breathed heavily, but she wasn't given much of a chance to rest.

Therion pointed his dagger in Bifelgan's direction, and fire started up from the ground around her. Bifelgan rolled out of the way to the best of her ability, but she still wasn't fast enough to get away from the blast before it aimed itself straight at her chest and sent her sprawling. Primrose was quick to balance her out with an attack of dark magic that appeared behind Bifelgan. Before the merchant goddess was able to recover her sense of balance as she had proven herself more than capable of doing, her attempts were disrupted by the simultaneous attacks from two directions, pushing Bifelgan against the ground. She had been holding her spear tightly to make sure it didn't somehow escape her, but she was unable to keep a tight enough grasp of it when she hit the ground.

The lance slid forward across the rock below, and Tressa was more than happy to pick it up. She examined the weapon carefully, immediately feeling a surge of power rush through her body. She was simply assuming that it held extra strength, but Tressa firmly believed that it was the next of the godly weapons the group was set to collect. Something about the lance felt otherworldly and powerful, and she could already tell that this was a moment she wasn't going to forget any time soon.

Bifelgan hadn't given up quite yet, and she pushed herself off the ground with her wind magic, landing on her feet a moment later. She raised her fists in preparation to fight up close if she had to. Olberic went rushing at her, his sword primed for a strike. Bifelgan ducked low before she could get hit, but Olberic was quick to follow up on that. He allowed the momentum from his swing to carry him into a kick that took Bifelgan's legs out from beneath her. She let out a yelp of surprise as she was pushed to the ground once again. Olberic pointed his sword at her throat, but he wasn't kept there for long.

Even though her back was pressed against the stones, Bifelgan wasn't giving up. She sent out a quick blast of wind magic that pushed Olberic away from her. He raised his sword to block the strike, and while he was able to remain on his feet, he was far enough away from Bifelgan that she was able to roll to her feet and recover in full preparation for the next attack that came her direction. She was speedy and slippery, and she was making it more than clear to the group that she was going to be able to find herself out of any situation they put her in. 

Tressa looked down at the spear that she had managed to claim from Bifelgan. They had to find a way to pin her down and put her in a position that would leave her unable to keep fighting. Granted, Tressa had no idea how she was supposed to accomplish this, and she frowned as her mind started to spin with ideas. Bifelgan was fast and knew how to take advantage of her momentum and wind magic. Even without her weapon, she was easily able to take to combat. How were they supposed to push back against that?