There are many ways to weave magic into a coherent force. Some cower behind books to learn magic, becoming weak cannons as a result. Others forsake it altogether, being strong but ultimately helpless. Only an elite few can merge magic and strength into a coherent whole, a dance of guns and sorcery. Legretta is one of those rare people. When facing Edwin this week, she will hit him with a barrage of the most potent abilities known to man or magic, lances of sacred power and prism ballets shattering his weak, magely body. While Edwin will try all sorts of parlor tricks to slow Legretta down, he can't compete with her endurance or take any of her abuse. He'll struggle in vain, blown away by a powerful, magical sharpshooter.
