Smoke frowns and tries to buy herself some time. She concentrates and starts to cast a quick spell, drawing some signs in the air. Before Malice's shadow-puppets can reach her, she deliberately fumbles the spell, causing herself some minor burns to her hands but, more importantly, the wild Light energy of the spell forms a dome, a shockwave of light that surges through the arena, burning out the retinas of the people in the front row and, more importantly, blasting all the shadow from the arena, briefly. Of course, this might not work against the magical shadows...<br/><br/>Then he starts to cast the same spell again- it's a light-shield spell- to protect herself from the shadow-magic. Her hind left leg is quite mangled and obviously useless, though it seems she can function fairly well as a tripod. Win or lose, the big Cowtaur is going to be requiring some hardcore healing spells. She can cast them herself, but she's honourable, and won't cast them until Malice does.<br/><br/>"I'm gon' do somethin to you." she drawls. "Somethin' bad..."