"Enough!" the acolyte shouted and turned to follow the half-elf with a strike that impacred her raised hands and forearms, disrupting her concentration as the swing of the sap pushed her arms back and to the side, the initial impact so sudden that breath escaped the platinum haired beauty.<br/>"No more curses, witch! You will face justice this day!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Pretty stars indeed</div><div class="spoiler_body">The acolyte swings in response to the spell... and hits AC 20 and Bree is 7 points closer to her new god.<br/>Her assailant misses on his turn, so she's still in the fight... for now.<br/></div></div>