Belinda
Oshi rushes forwards quickly closing the gap between the closest guard and himself. Once in range, he sweeps the guards legs out from underneath him using a powerful sweeping attack with his tetsubo. Before the guard can even respond, he grabs the handle with both hands before quickly raising the tetsubo above his head and bringing it down upon the fallen guards head, denting it with a sickening crunch. The guard, is dead on the spot.

Meanwhile Artoria releases a ball of lightning at the nearest still living guard - flying through the air, it collides with the guard three tiles diagonally from oshi - distracted by the brutal execution of his fellow, he is unable to respond as his muscles violently contract - causing him to shake in place as he screams. However, the other guard - perhaps more perceptive then the others, leaps out of the way, avoiding the lightning bolt. 

```Guard 1 - Dead!
Guard 2 - HP 9/25
Guard 3 - HP 25```

Guard 2 drops his short spear, muttering some words under his breath before shove his palm out in from of him - an ethereal blue orb shoots out, heading directly for Oshi. The other guard does much the same. Once the spell is completed they reach down, picking up their short spears and closing the distance between themselves and oshi.

```Guard 2 - Racial Ability (1/3) "Arcane Bolt" (4 unavoidable damage).
Guard 3 - Racial Ability (1/3) "Arcane Bolt" (4 unavoidable damage).```
Paul
*Magic? Not even powerful magic. Magic that was sure to hit. Against someone that was very likely to hit. Very intelligent.*

*The demon swings his Tetsubo twice aiming to hit both targets.*
```Defense: 7
Atk 1: 25 | 9 Sweep: 9
Atk 2: 12 | 15 Sweep: 9```
Brandie
*The other guard, while convulsing, was vulnerable. Recognizing this, Artoria focused and attempted to summon a disc; one of the components of her spell Profaned Smite. It worked; between her index and middle finger was a radiant orange disc of fire, which attracted wisps of flame that seemed to amass into the disc itself. She attempted to summon the bolt with her other hand, yet found that she could not. Panicking slightly, she attempted to do it again; it never conjured. All the while, however, the disc in her right hand continued to absorb the wisps of flame that the disc seemed to be a magnet to. The disc grew ever larger, no longer fitting between her fingers; it took place in her palm for now, yet still kept growing. Artoria no longer tried to summon the bolt anymore, seeing that time was critical now - she saw two blue orbs shoot out of each guards' hands, though one relatively fazed. She knew that the guard might return to his feet soon, so she had to act.

Act she did.

The fiery orb in her palm grew larger, larger than her head. She had no doubt that it would soon envelop her entirely, and she would drown in her own blaze; with a monumental force of will, she manipulated the fireball to compress, to shrink. It shrunk back down to fit the palm of her hand, yet the fire still amassed to it. Again it grew, but again she shrunk it down. With each sequence, the fire seemed to grow hotter and hotter, and changed from a shade of bright orange to a deep scarlet. With each sequence it miniaturized further, eventually reaching the size of an acorn when the wisps of fire eventually disappeared. Though it's size spoke otherwise, she could tell the fire was deadly; perhaps more potent than anything else she'd cast before.

As the dazed guard struggled to pick up their spear, Artoria launched the fireball at it. With a high-pitched scream, it darted quickly towards the guard as it left fire in its wake.*
``` Artoria casts Fireball at the momentarily distracted guard. 
Defense = 26 
Fireball: 16 Damage, 14 to hit
```
Belinda
As the second guard grabs his spear and approaches he is both preemptively struck by a fireball, which sets his wooden oval shield and his clothing aflame, causing him to scream out in pain, which is promptly silenced when his head is knocked aside by Oshi's sweeping attack. It seems the luck of the third guard has finally run out, as the explosion from the fireball engulfs his entire body in flames, causing him to scream out in terror as his skin turns to ash and his clothing bursts into flame. A sickening smell of burnt flesh and hair fills the air...

```Guard 2 - Dead!
Guard 3 - Dead!```