The whip goes through Sibnele's body. It splits his body in two - there is just a wreath of shadow where he was struck.

she looks confused and walks closer.

My body stiffens in fear as I watch smoke leaving my arms and hands as I watched fearfully.

The closer not-Luca gets to Sibnele, the more his form flickers. The edges of his body are wisping into shadow.

she pulls back again this time using its magic on the whip trying to see if that will work.

You can hear Sibnele breathe in sharply. He puts his hands into fists.

I inhale and bite my tongue I glance at Iskren to see when I could jump but I plop down and inhale sharply in pain, my teeth grit in pain as I try and watch withouy getting attention.

she lets the whip hit him jolting him with her magic.

Iskren is standing defensively in front of his fiance, still holding his sword.

Astirya glances at you once or twice, but seems to be paying attention to not-Luca and Sibnele to make sure she doesn't need to hop in.

Sibnele winces, but that's it. After a bit, he vanishes again. He reappears behind not-Luca, but now, he's back to his old self, and he's holding his scythe. "Idiot," he mutters, his wings spread wide as he swings straight down.