There was no movement on Grainne's part. There didn't need to be. Once the skeleton came into sight, the discs of floating water shot out and hit the bones at a pinpoint accuracy; one severing the neckbones, the other just above the pelvis.

With a clacking of bones, the skeleton tried to return fire, but failed as it fell apart.

Walking toward it then, she looked into the dissolving remains for any intact bones. "That was easier than usual, but it is what I do typically on a hunting night."