Comic, Nine Panels

Panel 1: Mira holding out a hand, as shadowy tendrils lash out into panels 2-4. She is surrounded by more magical whispers. MIRA: "Seize."
Panels 2-4: Mira’s magic falls down to the floor in front of the three remaining cultists.
Panel 4: The staff cultist, looking smugly amused, taunts Mira. STAFF CULTIST: "PFF. No, no. You’re supposed to hit your target with spells."
Panel 6: Mira closes her fist around the strands of shadow magic she launched earlier. More whispers. MIRA: "You lack imagination."
Panel 7: One of the tendrils of Mira’s magic pours into the staff cultist’s shadow, making it darker, the color of her magic. MIRA (from off-panel): "Betray."
Panel 8: A hand made of shadow magic emerges from the shadow on the floor.
Panel 9: The staff cultist looks down in shock as her own shadow crawls out of the floor and reaches up toward her, shrieking. SHADOW: "EEEEEAAAAE"