“It is so.” She commented off handed, watching with curiosity. The girl seemed to be offering herself up as the attack target. This caused her to form some hesitation, she hitched up her eyebrow in a curious manner and spoke to her, her voice mirroring her hesitation, “On you? What Trixie can do could badly hurt you if not worse. Are you sure you want this?”
“Go ahead, fire when ready.” Kirika waved her hand in front of her chest, grinning. She knew that this would just be a flaunt of her magic, but she didn’t really care. It would be a fun experience, she could tell.
Her willingness to be her target was something quite unsettling to Trixie. She never met anyone who would willingly offer themselves up as an open attack target. Her eyes reflected some lingering hesitation as she began to focus magic into her hands and the hands of her illusionary clones began to glow once more. Tendrils of magical current began to swirl about their hands, an audible crackle can be heard. It almost sounds like how the sound of thunder crackling in the sky would be. She then locked eyes with Kirika and spoke to her, voicing some last minute worry, “If you are sure about this, but don’t say Trixie didn’t warn you.”
She thrust her hands forward and sent the current out at Kirika. Subsequently her illusion clones mirrored her actions. As the current of magical electric current made contact with her, it was noted there was a slight delay. It wasn’t the direct contact that would cause Kirika to be electrocuted. It was in fact an illusion spell to trick the mind and pain receptors into feeling as if she was undergoing electroshock. It was a feeling that would not let up until Trixie ceased casting the spell, not wanting to venture out into the actual art of using offensive based magic; lest she do real damage to the girl standing before her.
As the attack had been coming towards her, Kirika had activated her slowing magic, making all of Trixie’s movements slow down considerably. Trixie’s attack did of course make contact, but the magic in place gave her time to react.
Since it was, of course, an illusion spell, the current of electrocution was being controlled by Trixie herself.
Kirika took this opportunity to make her dash for it, sprinting right in front of the other girl, holding her claws up near Trixie’s face.
“You can call the spell off now.” Kirika said, her voice monotone, but not threatening. “Unless you actually want to shock me, in which I hope you don’t.”