LOREN
For some reason, he seemed to be surprised when the siren’s song was cut completely short; the bull rampaging, skewering the precious creature. It was gone within an instant, surprise reflected on the summoner’s face for only a moment, before grumbling within the bull’s monstrous bellow. “It’s because I’m a Launcelyn, isn’t it?” Couldn’t he catch a break? There was almost a childish glint to his eyes, suddenly not fearful of the damned creature before them (after all - what had he ever encountered that was worse than his family?), too morose, too melancholy, too piqued and pissed in his own ill pursuits –
Oh right, Jigano was there too.
The raven kept circling around him, causing his eyes to roll even as danger loomed quite close by. But he followed the directions, the motions of the raven, and then segmented his gaze back along hedges. Decoys? Couldn’t Jigano be a decoy? Maybe he could send the intrusive, nettling bird towards the bull, and make his own escape. On a sigh, which should’ve been more passionate, fervid, or quick, based on their current predicament, the summoner raised his hands and unleashed a few harpies, loud and brash, screaming their way down winding paths. Then he flatly ignored the rest of the Sage’s advice, ducking along another unfurling wall, choosing a different path.
Oh right, Jigano was there too.
The raven kept circling around him, causing his eyes to roll even as danger loomed quite close by. But he followed the directions, the motions of the raven, and then segmented his gaze back along hedges. Decoys? Couldn’t Jigano be a decoy? Maybe he could send the intrusive, nettling bird towards the bull, and make his own escape. On a sigh, which should’ve been more passionate, fervid, or quick, based on their current predicament, the summoner raised his hands and unleashed a few harpies, loud and brash, screaming their way down winding paths. Then he flatly ignored the rest of the Sage’s advice, ducking along another unfurling wall, choosing a different path.
