The color of his skin began to change to a normal hue. She knew the change had to be painful because he kept grunting and crying out. When she felt his skin had become normal enough, she released her control on the magic. Gripping her sword in both hands, she spun a complete circle and easily lopped off his head. Blood splattered and the head thudded into the dirt.
A cheer rang out from Velent’s warriors. Jovanna raised her sword in the air and bellowed a war cry. Then she charged the nearest group of enemies, cutting through their midst with abandon. Velent’s warriors followed her example, and though they were outnumbered, they fought more fiercely than their enemy. Jovanna took down another stone skin elf similar to the way she handled the first. It seemed to have put the fear in them a
