Shimo looked at her opponent.
You are wrong, and I cannot wait.
Her palms glowed as she faced down the glowing figures.
Symbols and pentagrams spread up her arms.
Jakku rolled backward as the broken strings triggered explosives, fuses attached to the threads.
"Force is force, voodoo or not."
He pointed out.
His magic arm glowed as he punched one of the spheres.