Chapter 316: Quicksand And Shackles

 ***CONTENT WARNING: LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE***

 Skye ducked and dodged as a row of Manics launched a variety of things at her. First, it was just sheathed daggers and clubs. One Manic simply cut his hand open, and flung blood on a clear patch of ground.

 Rocks and pebbles floated up, then flew through the air at high speeds towards Skye. As she moved around the ring, Tanks attempted to either stop her by fighting her, or just delay her long enough for the Manics to land a hit. Neither tactics worked.

 Whenever she had to stop to fight, Skye would use her Earth magic to create a half-barrier, similar to the first time she'd fought Shasta. If the Manics couldn't see where their comrades were, then they wouldn't just rain hell down on her.