As the two thugs dropped, Loren watched them. That same uncanny blank look adorned his features. Turning his head, he stared at the third thug for a brief moment. Then the summoner swept his gaze across the crowd. Although even that brief exertion had left him more drained than he was used to, he didn’t show it. Instead, he liquified the ice slowly, leaving the two thugs to bleed momentarily. Sky blue light crawled over his cheek and his hip, healing what damage it could. At that point, he pushed himself off the wall and began walking away, turning his back on the carnage he wrought. He wasn't stupid though: he compelled some gulls to watch his back and warn him of any retaliation. A bit of sky blue light shot towards the fallen attackers, though the Launceleyn only healed them to the point where they wouldn't die. With that, he resumed his careful way back to the portal. And once again, he didn't look back. -FINISHED LOREN Not quite an open book |
Funny how it all played out
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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