(Ileyna - ? <14> [Roll: - 12, Success]
Low roll wins)
Ileyna yelped at the sudden attack, crossing her arms over her face. Though she couldn't see, she felt as something familiar and comforting materialized before her--a spectral entity of a brute, all white angles and plated in armor of orange and black.
Like Ileyna, the specter crossed its arms over before its body in a defensive move. The spears impacted against its body, biting into the thick orange plate on its left arm. The strike was powerful, and both it and Ileyna found themselves skidding backwards, until the girl impacted roughly with the library's entryway.
She groaned and shoved herself forward off of it, rubbing at her tailbone where the door handle had jabbed her. "Now why'd you go and do that?" she demanded, as if expecting an answer from the zombie-looking soldiers. "Now I have to pummel you."
She lifted up her right arm again, and Ileyna opened fire with her lance of light.
(Ileyna - Omega Ray <15> [Roll: 10, Success])