Zavien
The Risen Sun
He can already see in her hold where the movement is going to fail, the stiffness that will clash with flid motion of the staff. Before he can correct or guide, she's twisting it through the air. It spins for a moment, his eyes catching the various reasons the staff is ultimately falling to the ground. This time he doesn't laugh, not wanting her to feel discouraged as he shrugs off the failed attempt. "It's not the easiest skill to master." He hands her the fallen staff, smiling in the same way he does to all the recruits who fumble through their first efforts. "I can show you the motions a little slower sometime - when our lives aren't being threatened by two vicious dragons." Zavien glances discretely at the companions, smirking his amusement at the puff of smoke and dramatic growls that would strike fear in even the bravest of mice.
Turning back to the Queen, he raises a conspiratorial brow, pretending not to notice the gold creeping closer. "How about I do the blocking while you attack? We can tag-team them." As if to take advantage before the plan can form, Sol dives, blasting another bit of fire for Zavien to block then swerving into Flora's path.
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Turning back to the Queen, he raises a conspiratorial brow, pretending not to notice the gold creeping closer. "How about I do the blocking while you attack? We can tag-team them." As if to take advantage before the plan can form, Sol dives, blasting another bit of fire for Zavien to block then swerving into Flora's path.
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Lead with light, even in shadow
