all of my prompts are badass what do you mean
The hero laughed maniacally, coiling magic like spiderwebs around xir fingers. Even just looking at the magick made a chill run down the sidekicks spine, and ze knew that whatever was happening, whatever was wrong, it would kill them all.
“Shit.” ze swore, found zir footing, and gazed at the hero. This might be goodbye, ze knew, but ze knew xe would rather be dead than the monster the villain was turning them into.