Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
The appearance of the massive lamplighter's jaw had Zavien lunging to pull Lena out of the way. Luckily, the attack missed, allowing him to release an anxious sigh of relief. He kept close to the Attuned, even if he wasn't able to provide much protection with the decreased visibility.
Raising his sword threateningly, he looked around with narrowed eyes. If the thing dared to show its ugly mug again, he would not hesitate to strike. In the meantime, he watched Lena call upon birds while Isla expertly manipulated the flames around them. Zavien yelled out, "Keep up the good work! I'll try to intercept any other attacks!" Hopefully their abilities would keep it distracted enough to give him the chance to get a hit or two in. Or, he could guard them while they do the crucial work.
Zavien stands ready to attack with his sword.
Raising his sword threateningly, he looked around with narrowed eyes. If the thing dared to show its ugly mug again, he would not hesitate to strike. In the meantime, he watched Lena call upon birds while Isla expertly manipulated the flames around them. Zavien yelled out, "Keep up the good work! I'll try to intercept any other attacks!" Hopefully their abilities would keep it distracted enough to give him the chance to get a hit or two in. Or, he could guard them while they do the crucial work.
Zavien stands ready to attack with his sword.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
