[ WP ] Spells are cast in plain English . The shorter the spell the more powerful , but harder to control , the effect will be . You have just cast a one word spell .

* “ Arching light, blazing power, razor thin, searing burn! ” * 
 
 A vicious yellow ray shot across the room. Under-Wizard Coff barely managed to dive to the floor as it shot overhead, slamming into the far wall in a shower of sparks, leaving an image in negative engrained behind his eyelids. He scrambled back to his feet, blinking back stars, just in time to see the Inquisitor prepare another spell, arms flowing through the eldritch dance. 
 
 * “ Darkest wave, chilling blow, hurling force! ” * 
 
 A booming retort filled the voluminous grand hall, followed shortly by a roiling tsunami of dark energy. No way to dodge this one, Coff thought, and he threw his hands out before him, running through the incantation to the quickest cover spell in his limited arsenal. 
 
 * “ Stoutest shield… uh… haptic might? ” * 
 
 A glistening silver mesh flowed from his fingers, meeting the killing wave a heartbeat later in a violent collision, the two spells straining against each other. And then they were gone, extinguished. The Inquisitor stalked forward among the ruins of the banquet, smoldering trestles and overturned benches parting before her barrier spell. 
 
 Coff backed away, eyes wide, palms sweating. He had to think, he had to take the initiative. The Inquisitor glided forward, her black cloak billowing in unseen winds. She raised her hands to the sky and began chanting. 
 
 The Under-Wizard fumbled through his fast-waning options. He should cast something short, something powerful, to interrupt her mounting spell. He tried to remember the quickest incantation he knew. * “ The longer the spell, the more controlled, yet the less mighty… ” * the spectral voice of his mentor flashed through his thoughts. The Inquisitor was nearly on top of him, writhing in the final throes of spellcasting. 
 
 * “ BROKEN SOUL, HEART ASSUNDER, PAIN INCARNATE, SPIRIT BLOO… ” * 
 
 Coff through his hands up defensively, falling into a crouch beneath the maniacal Inquisitor. 
 
 * “ FUCK! ” * 
 
 A brilliant flash filled the hall, and when Coff finally dared to open his eyes all that remained of the castle, the vile Inquisitor, and most of the surrounding countryside was scorched and smoking earth. He rose on unsteady feet. 
 
 `` Huh...'' 
 
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