By now, her staff had clattered to the ground- and she couldn't even recoil back when Claire stepped toward her. If she was in any other state of mind, she'd be impressed with how far Claire's magic had come since they first met. She'd proved to be a very troublesome opponent.

Caster broke eye contact when the vial was held her way, trying to push the headache forcing itself to the forefront. Someone like her, underestimating poisons...that irony made the corners of her mouth twitch. Perhaps this vial was another, she didn't know.

But even once the toxin freezing her body up was purged, she didn't have the strength to fight anymore. Her shadows had stopped most of the bullets but-

"It hurts." Not an answer- a voice cracked with pain and fear clouding her thoughts- "...It's- it's over. I know that."