Starblade- Resists a fire spell

The witches around the Fiend had completed their ritual, and now thirteen pairs of malevolent, glittering eyes concentrated their attention on me. As they began to chant again, the air sparked and crackled around me as if about to burst into flame.

I was afraid.

The starblade hadn’t protected me against the earlier spell that had halted me in my tracks. Would it help now?

To my relief, Grimalkin had been right about her gift: I found that their magic had no effect on me at all.

B13 C27