whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
As the familiar voice floated through the air, Loren shot a glance over his shoulder and smiled at Jigano. However the summoner quickly returned his attention to his magic and the flowers. "I've been lucky enough to avoid them until now, but I figured that might be the case." His voice came out quite cheerfully for someone who was technically in battle with carnivorous plants.His first target seemed well and truly iced over, so he switched to another. As the earth itself crumbled under one of the flowers, the Launceleyn's smile morphed into a full blown grin. "So your earth magic doesn't just extend to growing flowers? You can kill them too? Could've fooled me." His tone was teasing, but given the number of times he'd seen the bard making plants recently, Loren thought he'd earned that. He broke off his assault to slice at the flailing roots of the exposed plants with carefully targeted icicles.
what goes, let go
LOREN
