With a reverse slash upwards, a wave of purple fire struck the being, causing it to reel backwards from the force. Its hands went to clear the fires but was having a tougher time at doing so. Instead it swelled in energy and released a wave of death magic. Erecting a shield to block the blast, I was only knocked backwards from the force. It didn’t escape my notice of the nausea that filled me from the magic as I flew in the air. I tried to transform into my raven form, but the death magic overwhelmed the pendant momentarily, preventing me from doing so. Instead, my body smashed into the shack behind me. The weak walls and furniture did little to cushion my fall.