Magicu Missilu

“Magic Missile,” I said, assume a throwing stance. The spear of white light gathered above my hand, filling the interior of the ship with stark light. Since it was my opening move and I had plenty of range, I charged it for the full twelve seconds, letting it brighten and grow—and then I threw it with all my might, straight at the head of the beast. The flash of white light leapt across the sky like a shooting star, crashing into the beast like a meteor.

It braced itself and pretty much shrugged it off. Full charged and backed by a huge amount of my power, the attack could have passed through a Giant Nevermore like they were made of air, yet it only took…a twentieth of the Goliath’s health bar? A thirtieth? Maybe even less; it was hard to tell from here.

The Goliath lifted its trunk and trumpeted at us, but stood its ground.