The battle didn't begin with a bang. It began with silence. Then motion—quick, silent, and sharp as a dagger.
Abigail had barely moved from behind her rock before a figure flashed by—it was too fast, almost invisible. Like a blur. She reacted on instinct, changing the quill into a rapier, snapping it into a wide horizontal arc. The air shimmered. A pulse of energy blasted outward from the rapier just in time to clip her attacker's heel, it was a sharpness rune; a kind of Amp rune she had put in her sword.
From her studies with Loki, she had grouped the runes she was able to comprehend into two; Passive and Amp runes. Passive runes alone where the basics she could learn and could exist on its own while the amp runes where a kind of enhancer that couldn't stand alone and had to be added to something; A person, object or even another rune.
