"Yeah? What's new?" Tal shot back with a feral grin as they stood back-to-back and readied themselves for the scaly assault. The first of the snakes was already lunging forward as Sah ignited his magic. Momentum carried them through the flames, and Tal didn't wait to see if they were still interested in fighting before he dispatched them with neat slices from his Dagger.
The Wild Thunder's circle of fire expanded outwards faster than the snakes could slither as they realized that the tables had been turned on them. They tried to reverse course, but the magical flames engulfed them, and those that weren't killed outright were stunned and blinded by pain; easy prey for Tal to finish off.
Of course, stopping the fire was a different problem.
The flames had caught hold of several hanging vines and began to spread outside of Sah's thirty foot radius as he brought his water into play to dampen them. It took over a minute of both men running around, applying magic - or in Tal's case, a bucket pulled from his Bag - to the problem. By the time they'd finished there was a restless twist of roots beneath their feet and the remaining vines were beginning to writhe towards them with no good intentions.
"Oh, fuck. Fire's out, let's get outta here!" the courier urged, dancing away from a root that attempted to wrap around his ankle and booking it back towards the Peregrine with Sah in tow!
~fin~
The Wild Thunder's circle of fire expanded outwards faster than the snakes could slither as they realized that the tables had been turned on them. They tried to reverse course, but the magical flames engulfed them, and those that weren't killed outright were stunned and blinded by pain; easy prey for Tal to finish off.
Of course, stopping the fire was a different problem.
The flames had caught hold of several hanging vines and began to spread outside of Sah's thirty foot radius as he brought his water into play to dampen them. It took over a minute of both men running around, applying magic - or in Tal's case, a bucket pulled from his Bag - to the problem. By the time they'd finished there was a restless twist of roots beneath their feet and the remaining vines were beginning to writhe towards them with no good intentions.
"Oh, fuck. Fire's out, let's get outta here!" the courier urged, dancing away from a root that attempted to wrap around his ankle and booking it back towards the Peregrine with Sah in tow!
~fin~
