Dream Mate
Katrina shouted, sending blasts back, trying to distract Shit Witch from attacking me.
It worked, sort of. Instead of focusing on just meant Shit Witch had to divide her attention as she tried to attack us as we flanked her. As Katrina moved into position, August made his move, lunging at Shit Witch, putting the last bit of our combined energy into emitting a blinding white light.