Zashleigh flipped backward, hitting the ground a bit hard with her already bloodied knee, but she wasn't done yet. Priming Beithir Blaster, she thrust it forward to cast another ⌈Lightning Bolt⌋.
The Princess deflected the attack with her sword, which was, disappointingly, not ornamental in nature. Jagged tendrils of lightning magic rolled across the ground, splitting the crowd in half as people dove out of the way.
Zash kept her momentum, grabbing onto her staff with both hands and spinning around to smash its lower end into the Princess' thigh.
Princess Cass-whatever-the-f*ck responded with a masculine grunt and a reckless swing of ⌈Green Flame Blade⌋. Zash was able to block that, though, and she also scored a clean hit on the Princess' sword-arm.
Unfortunately, Bracelet Bitch was also a Medusa. Her hair shot forward, so Zash had to bring her staff up to defend.
Cass - “What the hells are you doing?”
Tycon - “Tacitly signalling for an amicable embrace?”
Cass - “Wh-wh-what?! Why would you-- I’m NOT going to kiss you in front of all these people!!”
Tycon - “wat?”
Cass - “What?”