Luckily for the senshi, and unluckily for the youma, she got the name of her magic out her mouth in the nick of time. The colorful dust smacked her dab in the face, landing on the scales of her snake-hair and across her nose. The dull sheen of her eyes faded and she looked as if she was staring blankly before her for a moment.
Her large serpentine body swayed and her arms hung out before her, suspended as if she were in a daze and unable to recover right away.
At the very least, she didn't look like she would be attacking any time soon.
beejoux
strickenized