Zavien
The Risen Sun
He's immediately reminded of how quickly Flora learns, watching as she sweeps into a near-perfect strike against her chirping companion. It still doesn't land, but it's close enough that the attack doesn't go without retaliation, and his warm laughter tries to combat the ice clinging to her cheek. Zavien shrugs his shoulders, grinning playfully at her suffering. "That's a tough one, but you can try spinning the staff to block a decent amount. Like this."
Sol is already hovering, smoke coiling from the slits of his nose. The moment Zavien is ready, a short burst of fire is sent his way, just as searing and dangerous as usual, but he's ready, the staff rotating quickly in his hands to become a blurring shield of wood and air. The fire buffers hot against his hands, an uncomfortable glimpse at what he could be experiencing. Then the heat is dissipating, pulled outward by the centrifugal force of the staff.
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Sol is already hovering, smoke coiling from the slits of his nose. The moment Zavien is ready, a short burst of fire is sent his way, just as searing and dangerous as usual, but he's ready, the staff rotating quickly in his hands to become a blurring shield of wood and air. The fire buffers hot against his hands, an uncomfortable glimpse at what he could be experiencing. Then the heat is dissipating, pulled outward by the centrifugal force of the staff.
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Lead with light, even in shadow
