SWORD OF BRIMSTONE

SWORD OF BRIMSTONE

Although Cassandra's fireballs were underpowered, there was an advantage to that. Cassandra had enormous magic to cast these fireballs quickly and continuously without rest.

The harm from her fireballs slowly but effectively piled up before they finally broke the shield formation of the templar knights.

"Arggghhhhhh"

The templar knights who came to challenge us were wounded and defeated.

"Who else wants to suffer under my flames?" Cassandra shouted out to the public.

"Your weak fireballs are nothing compared to my ice skin", someone shouted to Cassandra as she came forward to challenge her.

The woman was tall and well built, wearing skins of mink and fur on her body. 

But her strength wasn't only her ability to look good on a catwalk, she actually walked like a cat toward Cassandra, as the ground that she touched turned into ice.