[Ginia retreats as well, inclining her head toward him out of respect. In a real battle, closing that gap could have easily meant the difference between life or death.
At his question, Ginia offers a light smile. Her open hand makes the gesture for a borderline and slashes a short line on the ground between them. A barrier pops up between them like a thin wall of glass between them. A physical shield, no, but a magical one, yes.
If he wishes to touch it, it'll feel cold, numbingly so, to the touch. Trying to cut it with a sword will barely leave a scratch. Of course, he can also walk around it if he goes the few feet over.]
no subject
At his question, Ginia offers a light smile. Her open hand makes the gesture for a borderline and slashes a short line on the ground between them. A barrier pops up between them like a thin wall of glass between them. A physical shield, no, but a magical one, yes.
If he wishes to touch it, it'll feel cold, numbingly so, to the touch. Trying to cut it with a sword will barely leave a scratch. Of course, he can also walk around it if he goes the few feet over.]